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Chapter 338 Don't Treat Your Brother Like He's Family (Qiu Yu)
While Shen Zhaoyi was still relieved that the rich man hadn't damaged his brain, Qiu Yu, who had finally managed to lift the vinegar jar, was about to overturn again.

Look at Cheng Yubai, he seems to want to stuff all the awards he received in school into it.

And Pei Yan, I should have just taken all his trophies and seen what he would put in them.

At this moment, Qiu Yu had already forgotten that the item was seized from Shen Zhaoyi's convoy, so he couldn't afford to play tricks behind her back.

This little incident went unnoticed by anyone and was quickly forgotten during lunch.

Just as everyone was quietly enjoying their food, a question suddenly popped up at the table: "When are you planning to go back?"

Xu Meng looked up, first glancing at Shen Zhaoyi who had spoken earlier, then at the handsome man beside her whose face was full of displeasure.

It's no wonder we're friends; we both love to express our emotions.

Qiu Yu put down the bowl, complaining, "Are you upset that I'm keeping you from going to find other people?"

Listen to what is said.

Actually, it doesn't cause any delay, because Shen Zhaoyi is not bound by any restrictions.

But she also knew that she had to use a conciliatory approach with the person in front of her.

"I'm just worried that your company's affairs have been piling up for too long, and you'll have to stay up for several more nights to deal with them when you get back."

"It's not good for your health if you keep doing this."

After saying that, he took the initiative to pick up a spoon and serve someone a bowl of soup.

Although her resolve had softened somewhat, Qiu Yu maintained her arrogant demeanor and scoffed, "You really think so?"

"Of course."

With just a few words, the situation was turned around.

As Qiuyu drank the soup that carried her care, she answered the previous question.

He's been here for three days, and Fang Zheng has been busy at the company for three days. Although the secretary is competent enough, he himself has had enough rest and needs to be given a break as well.

"I'll go back tomorrow afternoon."

"I see you're alright, why don't you come with me?"

Qiu Yu thought that if they were all kidnapped together, it would save Pei Yan and Cheng Yubai from having a chance.

Let Mumu, that little green tea b*tch, suffer a bit of unrequited love too.

However, Shen Zhaoyi did not agree to this suggestion.

Does she have nothing to do?
She has so much to do!
It took some persuasion to dissuade Qiu Yu from her idea.

In the afternoon, just as Su Ye had said, the express delivery arrived on time.

When Zhou Yi brought all the things in, Shen Zhaoyi's memory started to get confused. She remembered that Su's mother didn't seem to have brought this much, right?
The sender's name was affixed to the outside of the cardboard box. Qiu Yu was initially just curious about what was inside, but after seeing Su Ye's name, she took the scissors from Xu Meng and prepared to do it herself.

When the well-packaged local specialties were taken out, he was a little confused. It's not like you can't buy them online, so why go through all this trouble to go through a process?

Could it be that there's a promotion for sending packages now?
Shen Zhaoyi glanced at the items and immediately noticed that the extra ones were things Su Ye had bought on short notice.

I guess it's because I saw that she brought food home the two times I went to G City before, so I thought she liked it.

His feelings have always been like this, always reflected in the small, often overlooked details.

Beside her, Qiu Yu looked at them over and over several times before noticing a problem: "None of these have an expiration date?"

“It’s homemade, why would we need an expiration date?” Shen Zhaoyi instructed Xu Meng to take it to the kitchen. “It’s all mountain produce, so we can make it and eat it in the next few days.”

"Okay~"

The nanny happily agreed and immediately began the moving work.

At this moment, Qiu Yu did not think deeply about which family this "family" actually belonged to.

Seeing Shen Zhaoyi holding her phone, presumably replying to Su Ye's message, he got up, dusted off his hands (which weren't actually dust), and sat down next to her.

Sure enough, the screen displayed the WeChat chat interface.

Qiu Yu glanced at the previous history, which was also about the express delivery. How boring. Su Ye, who was taking a break, sent over the newly edited content. The man, who hadn't cared much just a second ago, froze on the spot.

[It's good to receive. I'll make some tonight and try it. My mom said if there's anything you like, she'll send you more later.]

Damn?

Damn it!

"Did Su Ye's mother send these to you?"

“No, that’s not it.” Shen Zhaoyi paused deliberately, and just as Qiu Yu breathed a sigh of relief, she continued, “It was given to me by my aunt, but it doesn’t fit in my suitcase.”

Therefore, the only option is to use a courier service.

Qiu Yu finally understood: they'd already met each other's parents?

He wanted to argue. Didn't they agree that they had no plans to get married? So why did Su Ye get special treatment?

Shen Zhaoyi directly brought up Qiu Ze.

Don't treat your younger brother like he's not family.

Qiu Yu was speechless. To be honest, if he could, he really wouldn't want to admit it, since this brat's heart and eyes were full of Pei Yan.

The dinner table that evening was mostly filled with these unexpected Dapu specialties.

Xu's dream is to eat it early, so it doesn't spoil if left for too long.

Let everyone have a taste of this new product.

But some people were unhappy.

Qiu Yu looked at the table and felt it was full of provocation. She thought about sending some back when she got back, but it turned out that Shen Zhaoyi had lived in City C before.

My frustrations were relieved before bed.

I woke up to find it was almost time to say goodbye.

Qiu Yu didn't have much luggage, just a few pieces of clothing, which didn't need to be packed because he left them all at the villa.

She thought that even if she left, she should leave some trace of her existence to annoy any potential rivals who came after her.

As he boarded the car empty-handed, Shen Zhaoyi reminded him, "Are you sure you don't need to bring anything?"

"I want to take you with me, will you agree?"

"No, I'm busy."

When her request was rejected again, Qiu Yu put her hands in her pockets, turned her head to one side, and looked at the scenery outside the window in a huff, deciding to ignore her completely.

Shen Zhaoyi had been coaxing him for a few days, but now his interest wasn't as strong as it had been at the beginning. Seeing that he was throwing a tantrum again, she lowered her head and played on her phone to pass the time on the way.

Feeling the somewhat oppressive atmosphere, Lao Wang drove his car in a very proper manner.

After Qiu Yu finished processing her thoughts and was about to find a way to back down, she turned around and saw that Shen Zhaoyi's expression was off.

It was like sadness, yet also like letting go.

In short, it's very contradictory.

But one thing is certain: it's definitely not because I'm about to leave.

He had just heard WeChat messages popping up one after another, and he wanted to go over and see what was going on, but the phone was locked and he couldn't see the content.

"Shen Zhaoyi, what's wrong?" Qiu Yu patted her head. "Just say you can't bear to part with me. If you want to cry, just cry. I won't laugh at you."

"At worst, I'll try harder when I get back and try to come back to be with you sooner."

The person, lost in their own thoughts, didn't give him much of a reaction; they simply sniffed and pulled the mischievous hand off their head.

"I just finished combing my hair, don't mess it up!"

"Who is more reluctant to part with whom, really?"

"If anyone should cry, it should be you!"