Chapter 3 I'll just eat what my brother leaves behind.
Yan Buyu never expected to meet Shen Zhiye so soon.
They had never met in their previous lives, only heard about each other.
I heard he's very good-looking and young.
Now that I see it, it's indeed true.
Not only is he handsome, but he's also composed, and he puts a lot of thought into his clothes and appearance. I'm afraid he's hoping to win back his wife with his looks.
"Little sister, may I ask if Lan Xinyan and Shen Yunqi live here?" Shen Zhiye asked after letting the little girl look him over.
When she looked at him, he was looking at her too.
This is Xinyan's ex-husband's daughter.
Fortunately, she doesn't look like her father, and she looks much cuter.
"Um, Uncle, who are you?" Yan Buyu asked in an innocent tone; she was only eight years old.
“I am Shen Zhiye,” he paused, the child might not have heard of this name, “Shen Yunqi’s biological father.”
"Yan Buyu, where are you?!" Shen Yunqi's voice came from inside the house.
Without saying a word, she turned around and shouted, "Brother, there's a handsome uncle here who says he's your dad!"
To Shen Zhiye's surprise, this child has quite a good eye.
Shen Yunqi immediately ran over and pulled Yan Buyu behind him, looking wary and defensive. "Why are you here? My mom isn't here."
“I came to see you,” Shen Zhiye said as he went inside. “Your mother went to look for a job and was worried that no one would take care of your lunch, so she sent me over.”
Yan Buyu didn't know if Shen Zhiye would agree to take her back with him.
But she knew that most people didn't like children who ran around and shouted.
Fortunately, she doesn't like to talk, and she doesn't like to run or jump.
She remained silent, clinging to Shen Yunqi like a shadow.
She wanted to make sure Shen Zhiye could see her, but she tried to minimize her presence.
Haha, she's such a clever little thing.
Shen Zhiye naturally noticed it.
He was just calling me "handsome uncle," but now he's silent. "Little sister, what's your name?"
Shen Yunqi nudged her, signaling her to answer herself.
Yan Buyu stood up from the sofa. "Hello, Uncle. My name is Yan Buyu."
"Why are you standing up? It's not like we're asking questions in class," Shen Yunqi frowned and pulled her back to his side. "Sit down."
She sat quietly without saying a word, her little hands resting flat on her knees.
Shen Zhiye chuckled, "No wonder Xinyan and Yunqi like you so much. What do you two want to eat for lunch? I'll take you to eat something delicious."
She remained silent and listened to Shen Yunqi's instructions. He didn't speak, and she didn't utter a sound either.
Shen Yunqi stood up. "I'm going to call my mom."
He got up, and Yan Buyu followed suit, walking into the bedroom like a little tail.
Shen Zhiye stared at their backs, remaining silent for a moment.
After coming out of the bedroom, Shen Yunqi said, "My mom said she'll be home soon and asked you to wait here. You can have lunch at home."
Shen Zhiye nodded. "Okay, I'll have someone bring some food. Your tastes haven't changed, have they? What does the little girl like to eat?"
Yan Buyu spoke before Shen Yunqi could, her voice soft and sincere, "Handsome Uncle, I have a small appetite, so you don't need to prepare anything special for me. I'll just eat what my brother leaves behind."
Shen Yunqi: ...
Shen Zhiye: ...
It's like they're so poor they have to abuse their children to survive.
Shen Yunqi said helplessly, "I like to eat sweets and meat, but I don't eat celery or leeks."
Shen Zhiye indicated that he understood.
Without saying a word, she watched him make a phone call like a big shot, ordering someone to deliver lunch.
No, he was always a big shot.
A person who ranks high in Beijing.
It's true what they say: after eating too much delicacies, one starts to crave something disgusting.
Why did Aunt Xinyan suddenly fall for her father?
Shen Zhiye leaned back on the sofa, letting Yan observe him silently.
When Lan Xinyan first made this request, he was unwilling.
To ask him to raise that damned man's child would be an insult to him.
But when I saw him today, he was thin and small, with very bright eyes. He didn't talk much or make a fuss, unlike a child his age.
"How old are you?" Shen Zhiye asked.
“Handsome uncle, I’m eight years old this year,” Yan Buyu replied.
Eight years old, the same age as the one from the Song family.
Their personalities are worlds apart. That child is arrogant, talkative, and has a bad temper; he's a real headache.
This is not bad.
Shen Yunqi had nothing to talk about with his father, and when Shen Zhiye occasionally asked him questions, he would just reply impatiently.
With this comparison, Shen Zhiye had a much better impression of Yan Buyu.
Not long after, Lan Xinyan returned.
"Mother."
"mom."
Without saying a word, she jogged over to take the bag, and Shen Yunqi handed her slippers.
The scene of a loving mother and filial son made Shen Zhiye extremely envious.
"Xinyan." He stood up and walked over. "How did the interview go?"
Lan Xinyan glared at him irritably, "Thanks to you, I got eliminated."
Shen Zhiye remained unperturbed and unanimous. “That company is in a remote location and has a small place. It’s not good enough for you. If you want to work, I can open a studio for you.”
"Hmph." Lan Xinyan turned and walked towards the bedroom.
Shen Zhiye wanted to follow, but almost bumped into the door.
He turned his head.
The son had a disdainful expression on his face.
The little girl would look at the ground and then at the sky, but she wouldn't look at him.
Girls are better.
At least they won't openly laugh at him.
Lan Xinyan changed out of her pajamas and came out; lunch had arrived.
The four people sat around the small dining table.
Be quiet and proper, neither moving nor looking around.
Knowing he was in the wrong, Shen Zhiye, who was only trying to please his wife, took the initiative to start the conversation, "Xinyan, I agree to what you said before. The little girl can come along. Our family is big and prosperous, so having many children is a good thing."
Lan Xinyan's anger subsided a bit. "Okay, let's eat."
Yan Buyu's heart was pounding. He agreed just like that?
How much must Shen Zhiye love Aunt Yan to agree to let her raise this daughter of her ex-husband, with whom she has no blood relation?
Love is truly great.
At the dinner table, Shen Zhiye attentively served Lan Xinyan food and soup.
Out of the corner of my eye, I suddenly caught sight of Yan Buyu taking small bites of food.
He looked over, and his silent chewing motion suddenly froze.
Did you think she didn't eat well, or did she make a sound without realizing it?
Shen Zhiye chuckled, "Little girl, how about you move into the big house with your mom and brother and live with me in a couple of days?"
He didn't speak, his mouth was full of words, and he just nodded.
Shen Zhiye added, "You also have an older brother at home, but he's studying abroad. You should get along well with him, okay?"
He nodded vigorously without saying a word.
Shen Zhiye chuckled. "You don't have anything to say?"
Yan Buyu swallowed a mouthful of meat without chewing it properly, almost choking on it.
She paused for a moment and said slowly, "Uncle, I'm very quiet and won't disturb you and your older brother."
Shen Zhiye said, "You are very quiet, so your name is Buyu (Silent One), right?"
"Well, Uncle, I don't like to talk or move around much."
Therefore, when she goes there in the future, she will try to minimize her presence.
All she needs to do is live well and watch her mother and brother live.
Lan Xinyan's eyes immediately reddened.
Shen Yunqi frowned.
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