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Chapter 248 Running away as soon as you see me, are you feeling guilty? (Qiu Yu Pei Yan)

Seeing Shen Zhaoyi stand up to leave, and that so-called friend had not yet appeared, Pei Yan was also quite confused.

Is this really not a fabricated character used to fool oneself?

"Are you leaving now?"

He felt aggrieved about his award; he had wanted it before, but now he didn't even want it.

Isn't it a bit too fast to get bored with the old and crave the new?

Shen Zhaoyi nodded, "Yes, he's waiting for me outside."

Pei Yan pursed his lips and didn't reply, but his footsteps continued to follow her.

This awkward posture reveals his inner turmoil.

But at least we just won a championship, so today is a good day.

"Alright, I know what you're thinking." Shen Zhaoyi didn't want to dampen his enthusiasm, so she stopped and turned around. "I didn't say I didn't want this trophy, I just asked you to keep it for me."

"Go back quickly, Xiaoyuan is waiting for you to review the game."

Pei Yan was still unwilling to give up, "I'll see you off."

However, he was still rejected.

"It's just a few steps, no need to bother."

"Besides, he's my friend, but you're not that close. To avoid awkwardness, can you just listen to what I say?" (Qiuyu: Actually, he's closer to you than you are.)
Pei Yan raised the trophy slightly, looked at her, and was finally persuaded.

"Okay, I'll listen to you."

He paused, then added, "See you at the hotel this afternoon."

Anyway, the convoy is taking a flight back to S City tomorrow morning, so he still has time to spend with people.

Chen Hong said that sometimes, one should not be too assertive; taking a step back is the best strategy.

Despite saying that, he still escorted her to the exit and stood there watching her walk away.

In the lounge, Xiaoyuan was watching the replay of the match with the data analyst.

Seeing Pei Yan return with the trophy, she asked with some confusion, "Didn't you see Sister Shen?"

"seen."

"Then what?"

She knew about Pei Yan's feelings for Shen Zhaoyi.

Of course, it wasn't just Xiaoyuan; some of the team's core members, like those involved who are often blinded by their own perspectives, all adopted a "see through it all but say it" attitude.

After all, what kind of good person would immediately hand over the symbol of honor after winning the championship?
Everyone breathed a sigh of relief when Pei Yan told them that Shen Zhaoyi had asked him to bring the trophy to the hotel that afternoon.

As long as I wasn't rejected, that's fine.

These two, one publicly listed and the other behind the scenes, are both bosses. Nobody wants any discord between them to affect the fleet that has been painstakingly revitalized.

After the minor incident, everyone's attention returned to the main business.

The match replay continues.

Pei Yan's performance was, of course, excellent as always.

The focus of this review is on Chen Hong and Zhou Yiling.

I usually do well in training, but my performance in the first half of today was not very stable. I need to find the problem and then address it accordingly.

Pei Yan listened to the analysis, glanced around the lounge, and, finding that neither of the parties involved were present, quickly called for a halt.

Where are the two of them?

Xiao Yuan answered without looking up, "I left right after you, saying I was going to the toilet."

"Going to the toilet?" Pei Yan frowned. "What toilet? Why do we have to sit there for so long?"

He was worried that the two of them might be hiding away and fighting amongst themselves because of their grades, so he thought he would go and take a look.

In his own understanding and experience, losing the first game doesn't mean anything; what's important is the player's mentality.

If this crashes, it will be really hard to fix later.

Thinking of this, he quickly walked towards the bathroom.

Meanwhile, the three people standing by the sink had finally finished catching up.

If Zhou Yiling hadn't stopped him, Chen Hong would have taken him to see Pei Yan for what he envisioned as a "reconciliation of the century."

But for now, no one needs to be bothered.

Because their flames were already at the door. Qiu Yu had just finished greeting them, saying that she had other things to do and that they could catch up again another time, when she turned around and found herself face to face with Pei Yan, who was just two steps away.

The former was shock, along with a hint of unexpected panic.

The latter, however, was very indifferent.

Zhou Yiling and Chen Hong stood beside Qiu Yu, one of them already anticipating what was about to happen.

The other one put on a smile, trying to liven up the atmosphere.

"Hey Pei Yan, you've come at the perfect time. We were just talking about you with Brother Qiu."

"Brother Qiu?"

Pei Yan scoffed, showing his disdain for the title.

Zhou Yiling hurriedly stepped forward and covered the fool's mouth, vowing that he would arrange the best medicine in the world to make him mute when they got back.

Otherwise, talking so much every day isn't a good thing.

Anyway, you don't need to use your mouth when driving a race car.

Chen Hong stared wide-eyed, trying to struggle to remove the hand from his mouth.

However, Zhou Yiling used all her strength to punish him, and he could only make "woo-woo" sounds, looking to the other two for help.

But Qiu Yu and Pei Yan were both distracted.

Both sides appeared calm on the surface, but in reality, they were secretly plotting against each other.

Just as the scene was becoming inexplicably awkward, another passerby came in. Seeing that the doorway was blocked, he curiously peeked inside.

"Excuse me, is there a line for the restroom right now?"

They are surprisingly polite.

“No, no, it’s empty inside.” Zhou Yiling pulled Chen Hong out, making room in the aisle and gesturing for him to go in.

It was this sudden intrusion that opened a gap in the almost frozen atmosphere.

Qiu Yu was the first to back down, casually saying, "Long time no see."

Pei Yan did not disappoint him and spoke up.

All I asked was, "What are you doing here?"

"Passing by."

"Do you think I'm an idiot?" Pei Yan felt that this person hadn't changed at all; after two years apart, he still couldn't speak properly.

But Qiu Yu was thinking: Aren't you just an idiot?

But Shen Zhaoyi was still waiting for him, so he had to swallow his complaints and concede again: "You guys talk, I won't disturb you."

This is quite straightforward; it means they're planning to slip away.

But would Pei Yan let him succeed so easily?
He stretched out his hand and stopped the person.

"What's wrong? Why are you running away when you see me? Are you feeling guilty?"

"I don't have time to mess around with you right now." Qiu Yu suppressed her anger and tried to push away the hand that was blocking her way, but Pei Yan grabbed it first.

The smell of gunpowder began to spread, and Zhou Yiling quickly let go of Chen Hong and stepped forward to try to separate them.

"Let go!"

"Don't let it go."

"Pei Yan, are you ever going to stop?!"

Qiu Yu's voice rose a few decibels, sounding both anxious and angry.

He knew that this person was still blaming him for the misunderstanding from back then, but now was not a good time to explain.

Many things are hard to explain in a short time.

Moreover, Shen Zhaoyi was also outside the venue.

Between his brother and the woman, he can only choose to betray the former for now.

"I'm not done yet?" Pei Yan laughed in anger at his words.

The frustration of failing to hand over the trophy earlier seemed to find an outlet at this moment.

The hand gripping Qiuyu tightened even more.

"You've come to watch the car races time and time again, Mr. Qiu, why don't you explain yourself? Who's still not done with this?"