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Chapter 213 Will You Come to the Port City with Me? (Pei Mu)
"I misspoke." Shen Zhaoyi reached out and ruffled Pei Yan's hair. "I came here to show you what I'm made of, okay?"

"From now on, just say what you want to say. Don't take things back and then have Xiaoyuan act as a messenger. She has no interest in playing childish games with you."

Pei Yan grabbed her hand and continued to be stubborn: "Who wants to see you?"

Shen Zhaoyi stared at his expression, somewhat helplessly, "You really are awkward. These days, saying one thing and meaning another will lead to big losses."

After saying that, he withdrew his hand, picked up his bag, and walked out of the training field. He hadn't gone far when he suddenly stopped.

When he turned around again, a mischievous glint flashed in his eyes.

"I forgot to tell you, I didn't actually buy a plane ticket to the port city at all~"

Because of the distance, the sound was quite loud, and the training ground was spacious, so Chen Hong and Zhou Yiling, who were hiding in the maintenance room, could hear it clearly.

After Shen Zhaoyi left, Pei Yan stood there with his brows furrowed.

Until I was patted on the shoulder.

"What are you daydreaming about?" Zhou Yiling sat down in the empty seat and looked at him with a gossipy expression.

Pei Yan snapped out of his daze, sat back down in his chair, and muttered to himself, "What does she mean?"

Chen Hong leaned against him and explained, "What else could it mean? It's just waiting for you to bring it up."

Why should I take the initiative?

"You're really strange. You want her to come along, but you don't say anything. Boss Shen is so busy. How can you expect her to have the time to figure out your intentions?"

Faced with the truth that Chen Hong told him, Zhou Yiling nodded in agreement.

"That's it!"

Pei Yan turned her face away: "I didn't intend for her to come along."

“Yeah, you didn’t think of it.” Chen Hong pointed back, “It was the two of us who thought of it.”

He had only vaguely overheard the gist of it and could guess some of it.

Although he was somewhat disgusted by his friend's behavior of using himself as an excuse, Chen Hong thought he should give Pei Yan a push to help him relieve his pre-race negative emotions, considering how much effort Pei Yan had put into rebuilding the team.

"Lend me your phone."

Pei Yan became alert. "What are you going to do?"

"I didn't bring my phone. I wanted to check the practice match schedule after we get to Gangcheng," Chen Hong casually made up an excuse.

Upon hearing that it was about the competition, the man immediately lowered his guard, unlocked his phone, and handed it over.

Because of her position, Zhou Yiling was standing next to Chen Hong and saw everything he did next.

I couldn't help but sigh inwardly: Good lad, you've got guts!
He clearly found WeChat, and upon discovering that Shen Zhaoyi was a pinned contact, he clicked on her profile without hesitation and typed out the following message:

"Will you come with me to the port city?"

After confirming that the message was sent successfully, he exited the background app and handed the phone back to Pei Yan, amidst Zhou Yiling's admiring gaze.

The man, who had already been stabbed twice by his brother, had no idea what had happened.

Seeing that it was still early, Pei Yan got up and returned to the training field, ready to run two more laps.

When Shen Zhaoyi discovered the message, she had just parked her car and was about to go to the restaurant for dinner.

Since I hadn't remembered the room number I'd booked, I thought I'd check it again on my phone.

Chen Hongfa's sentence was short; you could read the whole thing on the display screen without even clicking on it.

This immediately caught Shen Zhaoyi's attention.

After confirming that she hadn't misread it, the corners of her lips unconsciously curled up.

I don't know how Pei Yan came to this conclusion, but his attitude of saying whatever he thinks is commendable.

With a couple of light taps of her fingertip, she replied with "OK".

The trip to the port city is now settled.

Mumu had already arrived at the restaurant.

Although it's unclear what Shen Zhaoyi's specific tastes are, this restaurant was chosen based on the same cuisine as the one she posted on her WeChat Moments (Chapter 37).

It's said that guests should follow the host's lead, but Mumu didn't push the menu over until the person she had invited came in.

"Sister, you've come at the right time. Shall we order first?" Shen Zhaoyi looked at the barely concealed joy on his face, took the hot towel handed to her by the waiter, wiped her hands, and asked, "Did things go smoothly?"

Mumu nodded.

"The lawyer Jiang Jiang introduced is amazing. He made those people in the company so angry that they dared not speak out."

"Of course, my older sister is amazing too."

"Why is it about me again?" Shen Zhaoyi wondered.

Mumu winked at her, "If it weren't for my sister's help, I wouldn't have had the confidence to bring up terminating the contract."

Seeing that the waiter was still waiting, he held back the rest of his words.

After the food was ordered and the door to the private room was closed again, he continued, "But sister, I clearly said two and a half million last night, why did you give me half more?"

Shen Zhaoyi would never say that it was for the sake of getting more cashback.

She came up with an excuse, blaming the reason on the fact that the number "250" sounded unpleasant.

"It's always good to have more money on the road, even if you're poor."

Mumu sniffed, her voice filled with an unprecedented sincerity, "Sister, you're so kind."

Shen Zhaoyi couldn't stand the cheesy display of genuine emotion and shrank back.

"Don't think that just because I've said a few flattering words, I'll stop pressuring you to pay me back!"

Hearing her say that, Mu Mu burst out laughing.

Only after seeing Shen Zhaoyi's deliberately stern face did he calm down and turn around to rummage through his bag.

Then, he took out a folded piece of paper and placed it on the table.

Shen Zhaoyi's gaze followed the movement.

"what is this?"

Mumu gestured for her to open it, "Why don't you just take a look and you'll see, sister?"

Once unfolded, two large characters were neatly written on it—

IOU.

The following content clearly states the date, amount, and purpose, and also includes Mumu's full name.

The handprints had already been made.

It seems he was well-prepared.

However, it wasn't long before the debt was repaid, and the deadline was referred to as "within one's lifetime."

"Are you making me sign a contract of servitude?" Shen Zhaoyi waved the paper.

Mumu clasped her hands together in a pleading gesture and said, "Yes, sister, I've already handed over this indenture to you. How about you be lenient and not rush me to pay you back today?"

Shen Zhaoyi was amused by his appearance and pretended to fold the paper back and put it in her bag.

"Alright then, I'll let you off the hook today since you're so sensible."

"But next time, it won't be so easy."

The two of them stopped their act when the waiter knocked on the door and came in to serve the food.

After asking about the approximate portion sizes, Shen Zhaoyi only ordered a few signature dishes. There were only two people in the room, and neither of them had a big appetite, so ordering more would be a waste.

But Mumu added a few more dishes, saying that if they couldn't finish them, they could be packed up.

Now that they're all served, a closer look reveals that, apart from the plating, they're almost identical to those in the photo.

But Shen Zhaoyi never paid much attention to such matters.

Food is simply categorized as either delicious or not delicious.

And this restaurant happens to have a chef with real skills.

Seeing that she kept eating, Mumu thought she had guessed correctly and happily started eating as well.

Halfway through the meal, seeing the carefree attitude of the person next to her, Shen Zhaoyi slowed down her actions of picking up food.

"After leaving the company, have you thought about what you want to do next?"