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Chapter 142 Boyfriend? (Qiu Yu)
After the waiter left with the menu, Shen Zhaoyi began to introduce herself.

Qiu Yu, however, thought for two seconds before saying that his name was "Yu Shan".

In this situation, it would be better to honestly state one's real name.

The fact that he used a pseudonym only made Shen Zhaoyi more certain that he was a male model at the club.

After all, it sounds like a pseudonym used to conceal one's identity.

Without batting an eye, she picked up her water glass, took a sip, and, against her conscience, praised, "A good name."

"Yours isn't bad either."

Qiu Yu's words were sincere.

After a back-and-forth exchange, the conversation turned to the unexpected incident from last night.

It would have been better if this hadn't been mentioned, because the mere mention of it brought back those unpleasant visual memories.

The shoes and pants were thrown in the trash last night, and even the car was taken in for a deep cleaning inside and out.

He vowed to stay away from drunkards from now on!

Shen Zhaoyi's attitude was quite proper. "I really didn't expect it to affect you. I apologize to you on behalf of Xiaoyuan."

Qiu Yu gave a soft hum and nodded reluctantly.

However, he still hadn't figured out how to start a conversation and get information out of people.

The main courses were served one after another.

When faced with delicious food, one's mouth can only focus on eating.

Shen Zhaoyi only spoke up when she was almost finished with the last two desserts.

"You can really finish it all?"

His words betrayed his undisguised surprise.

Qiu Yu said frankly, "Isn't it normal for men to have a big appetite?"

It's not quite normal; this one lava chocolate cake and tiramisu can take up a lot of space in my stomach.

Not to mention the steaks, foie gras, pasta, and vegetable salads from before...

Even though Shen Zhaoyi had treated many people to meals, this was the first time she had ever seen someone with such a good appetite.

Moreover, this "mountain" doesn't look fat at all.

Perhaps because they are tall, they need more calories?
At this moment, Qiu Zong, who is 1.92 meters tall when standing, scraped off the last bite of cream, put it in his mouth, and then elegantly wiped his mouth.

Suddenly, he asked, "Last night, you said your friend drank so much because he was sad about something?"

Seeing Shen Zhaoyi nod, he pressed for more information.

"Then why not go to a bar?"

"The drinks at the club are expensive and taste terrible, why bother being a sucker?"

As she said this, Qiu Yu rested her elbow on the edge of the table, her eyes full of inquiry.

Shen Zhaoyi smiled and put down her knife and fork. "There's no 'medicine' in a bar to heal her heartbreak."

Heartbreak?

Seeing that she remained silent, Qiu Yu understood.

He made an ambiguous comment: "They certainly know how to pass the time."

Shen Zhaoyi sensed the sarcasm in those words and looked over.

"Okay."

"It's not really for entertainment, I just wanted to find a few people to help comfort her."

Their eyes met, and Qiu Yu wasn't led astray by her twisted logic. Instead, she voiced her guess, "So she broke up with her boyfriend?"

His curiosity was excessively strong.

Shen Zhaoyi joked, "I've discovered you're quite the gossip."

"I'm just curious." Qiu Yu said without changing her expression. "I've never seen a girl drink herself into that state."

Too lazy to explain, Shen Zhaoyi gave a perfunctory "hmm".

This answers the question I just asked.

After receiving confirmation, Qiu Yu pretended to know what was going on, "You broke up, huh? You definitely need someone to comfort you."

"If they hadn't broken up, she wouldn't be the one needing comfort."

Such profound words, when heard by Shen Zhaoyi, sounded like an old monk reciting scriptures to a deaf person.

The core idea will never be grasped.

Looking at the woman who seemed completely indifferent, Qiu Yu's nameless anger burned even more fiercely.

Pretending to be quite similar.

He raised his hand to call the waiter to settle the bill.

However, it was Shen Zhaoyi who ultimately paid the bill. As they left the restaurant, it was already late at night.

The streetlights along the street lit up one by one.

No one ordered alcohol for the meal, so there was no need to call a designated driver.

Remembering that Qiu Yu had mentioned taking the bus when she arrived, Shen Zhaoyi offered, "Shall I give you a ride?"

The man turned his gaze away from the other side of the road and nodded slightly.

"Okay."

The secretary, whom he had temporarily pulled in to act as his driver, watched helplessly as her boss got into that woman's car.

Or is it the passenger seat?
Without the slightest hesitation, he stepped on the gas and followed.

The car was filled with a faint scent of perfume. Shen Zhaoyi turned on the navigation and asked for the address.

Qiu Yu gave the name of a residential community.

There is a stretch of road near the Second Ring Road.

No wonder they said they had to change buses on the way here.

Following the directions, the two secretly glanced at each other out of the corner of their eyes, each harboring their own ulterior motives.

One wants to know more about the other person.

The other was trying to get more information out of him.

Before anyone could break the silence, the phone rang suddenly.

It was Shen Zhaoyi's phone, which she had placed on the stand.

Since she was driving and it was nighttime, she chose to answer the call using the car's Bluetooth system.

After all, this person is contacting me now to discuss business.

Qiu Yu, whose gaze had been fixed on this side, naturally didn't miss the name on the caller ID—

Pei Yan.

His hands clenched involuntarily, and even his breathing slowed down considerably.

A familiar voice boomed through the carriage: "Hey? Hey sis, are you really sure you want that female manager?"

"The contract's already signed, why would I joke with you?"

Shen Zhaoyi didn't notice anything unusual about the people around her and focused her attention on answering Pei Yan's question.

The person on the phone continued speaking:

"Okay then. I've already found the apartment you're looking for. I'll make an appointment with the agent tomorrow."

"Not bad," she praised. "I told you it was the right decision to entrust this task to you. Look, you've got all the tasks done in just a few days."

"Who told the boss not to take responsibility?"

"I have no choice but to push myself!"

Pei Yan complained, only to be met with a laugh and a scolding from Shen Zhaoyi: "That's really unfair of you. How can I not take responsibility? That's why I went back to City C to find you some help."

"Well, thank you so much."

"You're welcome~"

She shamelessly continued the conversation, leaving Pei Yan speechless.

He took two deep breaths to calm himself down, and finally said helplessly, "Okay, I'll contact you tomorrow."

The call ended, and the car fell silent.

Perhaps surprised by the atmosphere of their conversation, or perhaps thinking about the form of address they had just used,

Qiu Yu asked casually, "Boyfriend?"

Shen Zhaoyi glanced at him sideways, "What? Just because someone of the opposite sex calls you, you think they're your boyfriend?"

"No, I was just asking casually."

Qiu Yu loosened her fingers and casually turned her head to the side.

Don't ask again next time.

"It makes people suspicious."

Shen Zhaoyi looked straight ahead, her tone indifferent.

Qiu Yu felt a strong urge to try it, but he wasn't sure anymore.

The relationship between this person and Pei Yan, as disrupted by that phone call, seems more like that of a boss and employee.
If that's the case, then Shen Zhaoyi could order fifty male models without any problem.

He suddenly felt annoyed.

Looking at the black sedan that had been following them relentlessly in the rearview mirror, Qiu Yu secretly vowed:

Next time I encounter something related to Pei Yan, I will definitely not be prejudiced!