Chapter 75 Anytime is fine
The faint steam from the satay soup moistened Shen Yanzhou's eyes.
The usually well-mannered man lowered his head, didn't touch his chopsticks, and drank most of the soup first.
She smiled sweetly without saying a word.
She enjoys taking care of others.
After spending time together, the stereotypes about Shen Yanzhou in her mind disappeared.
He is serious and composed because he has too many things to deal with.
If he acts like his brother, laughing and joking around, I doubt anyone in the company will believe him.
He doesn't like to laugh because no one puts in the effort to make him laugh.
Who doesn't like to be happy?
She used to think that her older brother was cold and unapproachable.
But now she's trying to see things from another person's perspective.
Back then, he was young and living alone, without any family members by his side.
With only piles of cold, hard banknotes, it would be a miracle if he didn't turn out badly; it would be a miracle if Uncle Shen's family didn't have such a lucky fate.
In such an environment, it would be too much to ask him to greet everyone with a smile.
If he really does that, he should get his mental health checked.
The atmosphere at the dinner table was harmonious and joyful.
This is the first time in so many years that it feels like a family reunion dinner.
Lan Xinyan and Shen Zhiye exchanged a smile.
The children have all grown up.
A warm and sweet atmosphere... except for Shen Yunqi.
He leaned back in his chair, chewing his food with a reluctant expression.
He would glance at Boss Shen every now and then, who was so moved he was about to cry.
He glanced at his silly little sister, who was resting her chin on her hand and smiling.
He snorted to the left and scoffed to the right.
He seemed afraid others wouldn't hear his complaints.
The next second, a perfect piece of braised pork landed in his bowl. "Brother, eat more. You need to be full to have the strength to hum. I can hear you've become quieter."
Shen Yun looked at him with a mischievous grin, gesturing for him to start eating.
Shen Yunqi was so angry that he kept clicking his tongue.
Who said she was well-behaved and sensible?
She can insult people without using any vulgar language; she could win first place in a sarcastic or sarcastic remarks contest.
But under his sister's intense gaze, he still wholeheartedly picked up the piece of meat and put it in his mouth.
Anyway, Boss Shen is not wrong.
After dinner, the family chatted for a while before going back to their rooms to rest.
She remained silent, her heart filled with a beautiful sentiment.
Humming a little tune, she glided into the bathroom with light steps.
The bathtub was at a comfortable temperature, enveloped in my favorite peach-scented bubbles.
At this moment, she is the happiest person in the world.
I spent more time in the bathroom than usual, then strolled out wearing a bathrobe.
I happened to see the phone screen that had just been turned off.
It's quite late, I wonder who it is.
Open WeChat, and Si Jingxu's black cat profile picture has a small red dot number of four.
The first message came four hours ago.
She had just arrived home and was happily hugging her mother, not even looking at her phone.
After that, a message was sent every hour.
First rule: [Get home and rest well; don't eat too much ice cream.]
Second message: [Asleep? Go to sleep, text me when you wake up]
Article 3: [Still not fully awake? Are you feeling unwell?]
The fourth post was just published: "Mom's back! No wonder you weren't talking to me. I haven't applied any medicine these past two days, and my back injury is a bit sore."
Yan Buyu's temples twitched. This...this...his back injury hasn't healed yet.
It's been several days.
He replied immediately without saying a word.
[Jingxu, I'm so sorry. I was so excited when Mom came back today that I didn't check my phone and only just saw it now. How's your back injury? Should you go see a doctor?]
Si Jingxu usually doesn't call; he knows Yan Buyu doesn't like it.
But he really wanted to hear her voice today.
These past few days, her attention has been focused on her stupid brother, and she hasn't said more than a few words to him.
Yan Buyu stared at the incoming call, remained silent for a moment, and then obediently answered it.
If she keeps avoiding the topic of her injury, it will seem like she's shirking her gratitude.
"Hey, Brother Jingxu," she said softly.
Si Jingxu was shirtless, with a bath towel wrapped around his waist, and leaned back on the leather sofa with his arms outstretched.
Hearing her voice made all the gloom I felt that night vanish.
The small flame was extinguished by her gentle breath.
“Yes,” Si Jingxu’s lips unconsciously curled up, “Aunt Lan is back.”
"Yes, I just got home today, and my older brother doesn't know yet." Yan Buyu sat on the edge of the bed, her fingers unconsciously tracing patterns on the silk bedding, her voice soft, "Brother Jingxu."
"Um."
"Does your injury still hurt?" she asked.
It didn't actually hurt; it didn't hurt much at the time.
He was faking it.
It was all so that Yan Buyu would look at him more and feel sorry for him more.
Men, in the beginning, need to play the victim to better win the affection of soft-hearted girls.
Especially those silly kids like Yan Buyu who believe in "you treat me with respect, I'll treat you with even more respect."
"Hiss," Si Jingxu groaned softly, his voice filled with vulnerability and grievance, "It's alright, but it hurts when I touch it, so I can only sleep on my stomach at night."
The moment Yan Buyu's fingers, which were stroking the bed sheet, paused, imagining the scene, a strange sense of amusement crept in.
"Why don't you ask your family to help apply the medicine, or ask a doctor to come and take a look?" At this point, it's impossible to let her go over there. "I'll pay, okay?"
Even if Si Jingxu wanted to see her again, he wouldn't do something like bothering her in the middle of the night.
"Alright, your brother Jingxu has money too. You can keep your little bit of money to buy ice cream," Si Jingxu checked the time. "It's late, go to sleep. If you have nightmares, you can text me anytime."
"Thank you, Brother Jingxu."
Thank you so much.
Even if he was kind to me because of my older brother, he still genuinely gave his all.
Judge by actions, not intentions.
She was grateful to Si Jingxu and would prepare a thank-you gift for him.
She will repay him properly whenever he needs her in the future.
After hanging up with Si Jingxu, my phone rang again.
This time it was a text message.
A text message from the bank.
She received 4,587,321.58 yuan in transfer income from one of her bank cards.
He remained silent, his brows furrowed.
Did she fall victim to the infamous loan scam?
Someone called shortly after saying that the transfer was made to the wrong person. After returning the money, I discovered that someone had used my information to take out a loan.
But aren't most loans usually round numbers?
How come hers has both whole and odd numbers?
She was stunned again when she logged into her mobile banking app and saw the transaction details.
It was transferred from Shen Yunqi.
Holding her phone, she slipped on her slippers and knocked on Shen Yunqi's door.
He had just finished showering and was drying his hair while wearing blue silk pajamas.
"What's wrong? Did you have a nightmare?" Shen Yunqi asked her.
Yan Buyu showed him the mobile banking page with a serious expression, "Brother, has your account been hacked?"
Shen Yunqi glanced at it and chuckled.
"Account theft? If I transfer my money to your card, what does the hacker get? I give it to you."
He often transfers money to himself, usually in the tens of thousands.
Now that there are both small and large sums, "This can't be all your possessions, can it?" Yan Buyu asked.
Shen Yunqi nodded. "Ah."
He remained silent for a few seconds.
Her delicate brows furrowed even more. "Do you have a terminal illness? Or did you catch some terrible, venereal disease from Wang Yaqi?"
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