Chapter 296 I want to share a notebook with you guys
“Huiwen, Jingxu’s girlfriend looks familiar to me.” Meng Qingzhi couldn’t help but look at the family of five over there again.
“Ah, pretty girls always look alike,” Ling Huiwen mumbled. “Does Song Shuchen know you’re here?”
“No,” Meng Qingzhi smiled shyly, “neither he nor Ayi know. I want to give you all a surprise.”
"There are so many people around you, and not one of them complained?" Ling Huiwen frowned; this was far too dangerous.
"I told them that if anyone told anyone, I would tell Shuchen that they were the ones who made me stop taking the medicine," Meng Qingzhi said with a hint of pride.
Ling Huiwen sighed. This was her best friend.
She's been too well protected; she's always like this... like a child.
Shen Yunqi sat to Yan Buyu's right. He bent down and asked, "Is that woman over there Meng Qingzhi? Aren't you upset?"
Yan Buyu shook his head. "To be honest, brother, I don't feel anything at all. He's just a complete stranger, nothing more."
Strangely enough, when she saw Song Jingyi, the feeling of familiarity was much stronger.
But she really had no feelings for Meng Qingzhi at all.
Perhaps because I had heard about her deeds before, I didn't have much of a liking for her.
Or perhaps the two had never met before, and even knowing they were biological mother and daughter, she felt nothing at the moment of their reunion.
"Am I too cold-blooded?" Yan Buyu leaned on Shen Yunqi's shoulder.
“Cold-blooded? What cold-blooded? Let me tell you, you only care about love and romance, and you don’t even know if your own child is alive or dead. You don’t deserve to be a parent,” Shen Yunqi said. “Think about it, how difficult it was for my mother to divorce Lao Shen back then, but she still knew to help me.”
Not only did they take him away, they also took very good care of him.
This is what a mother should be like.
"Shen Yunqi, you don't want the rest of the money, do you?" Shen Zhiye was listening intently when he suddenly heard something about his embarrassing past.
Shen Yunqi pursed his lips, lowered his voice and asked without speaking, "Do you think Old Shen is going to practice Tai Chi tomorrow?"
"Shut up, my brother." Yan Buyu punched his arm.
Shen Yanzhou looked down at his phone, then walked past Shen Yunqi and said, "Buyu, have someone come tomorrow to take your photos and change your ID card and household registration, okay?"
"Okay, okay, then I'll take the day off tomorrow." Yan Buyu walked past Shen Yunqi. "Big brother, where is your household registration? Can I be on the same household registration book as you?"
Her household registration was independent, and she lived in a large apartment in the city, which Shen Zhiye bought specifically for her.
However, she was all alone, with only her notebook.
“I want to share a notebook with you guys,” she said.
“My household registration isn’t at home,” Shen Yanzhou said, having moved out after he came of age. “Then I’ll move back with you tomorrow.”
He used to want to go home for convenience, but now he wants to squeeze in with his younger siblings.
"Can you two show me some respect?" Shen Yunqi said coldly. "Aren't you even going to ask where my household registration is? What if I need to transfer it too?"
"Silly brother, how could I not know about your affairs?" Yan Buyu glanced at him sideways.
“Silly brother, I personally handled your onboarding. I don’t know your address?” Shen Yanzhou patted his shoulder. “Tomorrow I’ll stay home with Buyu to help him get his ID card. You should go to work early.”
"Why should I go? I'm not going!" Shen Yunqi glared. "I raised her, how can I not be home for such a historic moment?! Boss Shen, you're not kidding me!"
The three siblings were bickering, while Shen Zhiye was raising his placards like crazy.
This necklace is pretty; I'll give it to my daughter.
That antique vase is nice; I'll put it in my daughter's hallway.
He felt that every exhibit he brought out should be met with silence.
Before long, he had won half of the auction items by himself.
"Alright, this is a charity auction by the Si family. What's the point of you bidding on it?" Lan Xinyan grabbed his hand, which was about to raise its paddle again. "Besides, why did you bid on a wine bottle for Buyu?!"
“Antiques, antiques, they hold their value,” Shen Zhiye withdrew his hand. “I couldn’t help it, I was too excited.”
Lan Xinyan gave him a smirk, "You're laughing now, but don't go home and cry under the covers tonight."
Shen Zhiye straightened his clothes, sat up straight, and smiled broadly, "That won't do."
Si Jingxu sat beside his parents, constantly turning his head to look at Yan Buyu.
Si Chengli glanced at it and teased, "Why don't you sit over there? You don't want to twist your neck later."
"Then ask Uncle Shen to make room for me," Si Jingxu said lazily. "You two can discuss golf together."
“Your Uncle Chen is too busy to buy gifts for someone’s daughter right now,” Si Chengli sighed. “When will I hear a little girl call me Dad?”
"Why don't you and Mom have another one? I wouldn't mind having a little sister who's almost twenty." Si Jingxu added, "I don't want a brother. You should be more assertive and want a sister."
"You little brat, you don't care about your mother at all, do you?!" Ling Huiwen scolded him. "You'll see when we get home!"
Si Chengli held his breath, not daring to say a word, for fear that his wife's anger would be directed at him.
After all, he was the one who started teasing his son.
“Huiwen,” Meng Qingzhi tugged at Ling Huiwen’s sleeve, “I still feel that little girl looks familiar, and I feel like I’ve heard her voice somewhere before.”
"Don't think too much about it," Ling Huiwen comforted her. "Did you talk to Song Shuchen about it?"
"Yes, he said he'd pick me up soon." Meng Qingzhi straightened her clothes. "Do I look like my hair is a mess?"
"It's not chaotic, it's fine." Ling Huiwen sighed. "Then you two can just leave later, I won't keep you for dinner."
Meng Qingzhi chuckled softly, "Huiwen, you still don't like Shuchen, right? Actually, he's quite nice."
Ling Huiwen rolled her eyes. "Please have a seat. I'll go and attend to the guests."
She didn't know what was wrong with her best friend.
Once you're near Song Shuchen, you can't see anyone else.
It's like being bewitched, like in a TV drama.
Anyway, she didn't want to see Song Shuchen; she wanted to chat with her future daughter-in-law instead.
Outside the auction hall, Song Shuchen sat on a sofa in the lobby, smoking a cigar.
This is the second one already.
He looked indifferent, lost in thought.
“Brother Chen, the people around Madam are afraid to speak because she’s threatened them and they’re afraid she won’t take her medicine,” A-Dong answered truthfully.
Song Shuchen gave a light "hmm," and said, "Let her be."
Ah Dong sighed and stood aside.
The moment Chen Ge heard Miss call Shen Zhiye "Dad," he became a completely different person.
It was a state he had never seen before.
The Chen brother he knew was someone who was fearless and didn't care about anything.
Brother Chen likes challenges; if the opponent is tough, he will only be tougher.
But now, she actually saw a trace of confusion and vulnerability in Chen Ge.
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