Chapter 436 Wen Zhixia x Shen Jiachen (VIII)
Wen Zhixia's face showed some doubts: "Aren't you Sister Ning Zhen's brother?"
She didn't know what Ning Zhen's brother's name was, so she subconsciously used "brother" instead, which was not wrong after all.
Who knew that the younger brother in front of him suddenly showed a smile as bright as the sun. He clenched his fists and pressed them to his lips, and his handsome eyes curved into crescents.
Wen Zhixia was somewhat puzzled by his laughter.
Shen Jiachen realized that Wen Zhixia had misunderstood him. He restrained the smile on his face, but the smile in his eyes never faded. He said, "I am indeed Sister Ning Zhen's younger brother, but not the one who went to high school."
He extended his hand to Wen Zhixia in a gentlemanly manner: "Hello, my name is Shen Jiachen, and I'm also a student at A University, just a junior."
Wen Zhixia blinked. She felt strange. Why did Sister Ning Zhen's brother look different from Sister Ning Zhen and looked tall and mature? It turned out that she had made a mistake.
Thinking of the word "brother" that he had just blurted out, Wen Zhixia felt his face getting a little hot.
She saw Shen Jiachen's hand stretched out in the air, hesitated for a few seconds, and reached out her hand as well. However, when she had just raised it halfway, she found that her hands were very dirty.
Just as she was about to take it back, Shen Jiachen was faster. He held her hand without any disgust.
Her slightly cool fingers were stained with some of the warmth of his warm palm.
Wen Zhixia blinked and shook his hand openly: "Hello, I'm Wen Zhixia, I'm a sophomore."
Shen Jiachen let go of her hand: "I heard from Sister Ning Zhen yesterday."
Wen Zhixia nodded and started to get busy again.
I thought Shen Jiachen would leave directly, but I didn't expect him to come in and help Wen Zhixia sort out the raw materials.
The warehouse is connected to the kitchen, and is actually not very big. With a trailer parked across the door, the space becomes even smaller.
It would have been fine if Wen Zhixia was standing alone inside, but with Shen Jiachen joining them, it seemed like the two of them could bump into each other even if they turned around.
She looked at Shen Jiachen: "I can do it, it's too much trouble for you."
"It's okay." Shen Jiachen was holding the coffee beans and put them down neatly while saying, "The person I'm waiting for hasn't arrived yet. I'm free anyway. It's Sister Ning Zhen's shop anyway, so it's okay for me to help out."
"...Okay." Wen Zhixia thought to herself, this person is quite enthusiastic.
However, she always felt that she had heard the name Shen Jiachen somewhere, but Wen Zhixia couldn't remember it all of a sudden.
Forget it. Wen Zhixia continued to work seriously. Even if she remembered where she had heard it, it had nothing to do with them.
However, with Shen Jiachen's help, the time to organize the raw materials today was much faster.
Wen Zhixia put the cart away, and came out of the warehouse one after another with Shen Jiachen. After washing her hands, she changed into an apron.
Shen Jiachen is very familiar with this place now. He washed his hands slowly, watched Wen Zhixia tie her apron, and quickly went out to hand over the work.
I couldn't help but look up at the mirror above the sink.
He looked at his face. His appearance and condition should be pretty good today, right?
But Wen Zhixia didn't seem to react.
Shen Jiachen pursed his lips, shook off the water droplets on his hands, and walked out of the kitchen.
The two people on the day shift knew him and greeted him.
When Wen Zhixia heard them greeting her, she turned her head to look at him again and nodded politely, which also counted as a greeting.
Shen Jiachen also nodded slightly and found a seat in a corner to sit down.
After he left, Wen Zhixia asked, "Does he come here often?"
The colleague on the day shift nodded and said, "He comes once or twice a month. It's true that I haven't seen him for a long time. I asked Sister Ning Zhen before, and Sister Ning Zhen only said that he was a younger brother who grew up with us. He must be someone our family knows, or maybe he's a cousin or something like that."
Wen Zhixia understood, and the colleague on the day shift said, "But he is really the most handsome man I have ever seen. Every time I see him, I feel so handsome."
Another colleague also nodded silently. There are many people coming and going in the coffee shop every day, but the only one who is really handsome is Shen Jiachen. It feels like he can debut directly.
Wen Zhixia hummed, and couldn't help but look in the direction of Shen Jiachen, but unexpectedly, her gaze collided with his in the air.
Shen Jiachen seemed a little surprised, but soon smiled at her again.
Wen Zhixia pursed her lips and quickly retracted her gaze, but she couldn't help but wonder in her heart, why is she feeling guilty?
After the two colleagues from the day shift left, Wen Zhixia's work began in earnest. The store had many varieties of products, not just coffee, but also some decaffeinated drinks, which sold very well.
Once she got busy, she had no time to pay attention to Shen Jiachen. When she finally had some free time, she went to look at the corner, but Shen Jiachen had already left.
Wen Zhixia slowly withdrew her gaze and focused on her work.
Shen Jiachen was called away by the old man's phone call.
When Mr. Shen heard that he had a cold, he said he would come to see him and was already on the way. When he hurried back home, Mr. Shen and Shen Fang were already at his door.
And Shen Fang had already unlocked the door with the password.
A hint of annoyance flashed in Shen Jiachen's eyes. Except for Jiazhou, he had never told the password of his door to anyone in the Shen family.
He suppressed his restlessness, walked over, and smiled at Mr. Shen: "Grandpa."
Then he looked at Shen Fang again, and after thinking about it, he couldn’t help but ask: “How do you know my password?”
Jia Zhou couldn't possibly tell Shen Fang his home password, so how did Shen Fang know it?
Shen Fang had a smile on his face, but after hearing his words, he looked unhappy and sank. He said, "What's wrong with me, as a father, knowing your family password?"
Seeing that the father and son were about to quarrel, Mr. Shen hurriedly cried out and tapped the ground with his cane: "Alright, let's go into the house first."
Shen Fang snorted, pushed open the already half-closed door, and strode into the room.
Shen Jiachen's temples were throbbing. Old Master Shen reached out and patted his arm, saying kindly, "Don't be angry with your dad. Your dad cares about you, too."
Shen Jiachen just forced out a cold smile.
Care? Does that mean eavesdropping and following him and Jia Zhou?
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