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Chapter 243 Big's Return (Pei Yan)
At this point, the main course had already been served.

Shen Zhaoyi had no objection, put her phone aside, and started eating.

Pei Yan breathed a slight sigh of relief.

But it's so boring to just eat and not talk.

Especially now that it's just her and herself.

Taking advantage of this rare moment alone, Pei Yan racked his brains for suitable topics to discuss.

Just then, his phone on the table buzzed again, and a flash of inspiration struck him: "Hey, I've got it!"

He quickly chewed the meat in his mouth, then swallowed it, and deliberately asked, "Um, do you not really like Qiu Ze?"

Hearing the long-unheard name, Shen Zhaoyi was stunned for a moment, as she hadn't thought of this noisy child for a long time.

However, "why would you ask that?"

“Because he kept saying recently that none of the messages he sent you had been replied to,” Pei Yan explained. “At first, I thought you were just busy and forgot, but now it seems you might just be ignoring him?”

"Ok?"

"Can't?"

Shen Zhaoyi was also puzzled.

She's the kind of person who clears all the red notification dots whenever she has free time, so how could she possibly miss a message if she actually sent one?

It wasn't until I took out my phone and saw the small icon next to Qiu Ze's profile picture that I realized what it was.

I had previously set him to Do Not Disturb because I thought he was too noisy.

Then I forgot to change it back for him.

She knew it! That's why the child suddenly became so quiet.

Somewhat awkwardly, I opened the chat window, only to be greeted with a 999+ message, as if I had opened a large group chat.

At this moment, Shen Zhaoyi secretly rejoiced that she hadn't changed it back, otherwise she would have been disturbed all day long and wouldn't have been able to sleep well.

There are just too many messages, I simply don't have the patience to keep looking them up right now.

The last message was posted half an hour ago: "Sister-in-law, my brother said you'll be at the Hong Kong car race. Is it too late to ask you a favor?"

From this, it's clear that Qiu Ze doesn't care at all that Shen Zhaoyi has been ignoring him.

How can there be such a carefree and impulsive person?
However, it's not hard to guess what he wants.

Almost a month later, Qiu Ze finally ended the one-on-one chat and received three words from Shen Zhaoyi: 【No problem.】

In my joy, I realized that I hadn't said anything yet!
Sister-in-law, you haven't even asked me what I need from you, and you've already agreed?

You still care about me after all.

【5555】

My brother even said you're annoying me, but I think he's just jealous!

The familiar feeling returned, and for a moment, Shen Zhaoyi suddenly regretted acknowledging him.

But thinking about how I had indeed done some things wrong over the years, I resisted the urge to reset the person's settings to Do Not Disturb.

As for what he wanted, wasn't it just that he wanted me to record a video for him?

【No!!!】Akizawa quickly denied it.

Sister-in-law, please don't send any videos this time.

[I'm in the mountains with poor signal and no internet, so I can't watch the live stream.]

When my brother goes on stage to receive the award, just take a picture and send it to me.

[Sister-in-law, is this okay?]

When you return to City C, I'll treat you to a meal!

Even though his personal freedom was still restricted, he never for a moment forgot his promise to treat her to a meal.

Shen Zhaoyi told him to be careful with his data usage, or he might run into a credit card debt and no one would be there to top it up.

That did have some effect.

After a string of thanks, Qiu Ze finally calmed down.

Pei Yan knew who she was chatting with, so he didn't interrupt her until he saw the phone being put back on the table.

"Finished chatting?" "Yes." Shen Zhaoyi didn't mention the "do not disturb" thing, but instead asked why Qiu Ze, a perfectly good rich second-generation, always stayed in the mountains.

Remembering past hardships to appreciate present happiness?

Or is it some new type of education?

"It's just that his brother is bored and has nothing better to do." Pei Yan interrupted her guess with an unfriendly tone.

Upon hearing this, Shen Zhaoyi became even more curious about Qiu Ze's brother.

Putting aside this bizarre educational approach, just looking at his past with the person in front of him, it feels like there's a huge juicy story to tell.

However, if you were to ask now, Pei Yan would definitely refuse to answer.

It would be better to wait until tomorrow and take the opportunity of sending photos to try and get some information out of Qiu Ze.

Shen Zhaoyi's plan was very clever, but in the end it was completely useless.

Qiu Yu had already arrived downstairs at the InterContinental Hotel. Knowing that she wouldn't get any information from the lobby manager, she simply sat down in the waiting area, ready to wait for the rabbit to come to her.

Although I haven't seen the person yet, I can't help but start imagining the scene of our meeting later.

She's been gone for days, and my sudden appearance would surely move her to tears, wouldn't it?

Then we'll conquer all the passions and desires!
Compared to the desolation here, the atmosphere at the two people at the dining table was much more lively.

Pei Yan used Qiu Ze's matter as a starting point to open up the conversation, and the rest of the chat became much more natural.

But he wasn't exactly a talkative person, and his interests were limited. The conversation always revolved around the word "car".

Fortunately, a long time ago, Shen Zhaoyi promised to buy him one.

However, as soon as the matter was brought up, the other party blocked the path with a single sentence—

"When we get back from Hong Kong, you can choose whatever you like, and I'll transfer the money directly to your account."

This means he can decide for himself.

If Pei Yan had half of Han Ziyang's initiative and self-awareness, and made a little effort now, the outcome would definitely be different.

Unfortunately, he didn't.

Chen Hong's communication teaching did not cover this aspect of knowledge.

My mind couldn't process it, and in the end, I could only watch helplessly as yet another opportunity to be alone slipped through my fingers.

With half a bowl of rice left, Pei Yan buried his head and stuffed it into his mouth.

He was visibly sulking.

Shen Zhaoyi couldn't be meticulous about everything with him; some things, once mentioned a few times, would lose their meaning if brought up again.

I can be a caring older sister, or a promiscuous woman, but I will never be a worrying old mother.

Whether she's being hypocritical or just being stubborn, if Pei Yan continues to be this way, not to mention others, she certainly wouldn't like it.

After all, nobody wants to spend every day trying to guess what the other person is thinking.

very tired.

After paying the bill and leaving the restaurant, Shen Zhaoyi asked Pei Yan for the hotel address.

Xiao Yuan had already subtly asked him once earlier. After all, it's during the competition, and letting someone go out to eat without permission is already a major exception. We can't keep him waiting too long.

To avoid giving others cause for criticism later.

Just as he was about to take it back, Pei Yan refused, saying, "When you go out to eat, there's no reason for a girl to take you home."

Shen Zhaoyi found it quite novel to hear these words from him.

It seems like you're planning to send it to yourself first?
Seeing Pei Yan nod, she couldn't help but laugh.

“Use the driver I hired, drive the car I booked, and take me back to my hotel.”

"Do you even believe this?"

Pei Yan also felt it was far-fetched, but he had already said it, and besides, he really didn't want to end the hard-won time alone so soon.

As long as you are not embarrassed, others will be embarrassed.

Without a word, he got into the car, with an attitude of "this is how I want to be," and started to try to justify himself: "It's too late, it's not safe for you to go back alone."

At this moment, the driver sitting in the front seat suddenly interrupted...

I've lost all my inspiration and drafts, my data is plummeting, and I've been so anxious I haven't slept well for a long time. I'm going to ask for leave tomorrow, is that okay?