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Chapter 340 Shen Zhaoyi, come here for a moment (Pei Yan)

Before going to the repair shop, Shen Zhaoyi asked Lao Wang to take a detour and go to the car fleet.

Since it's acting, you have to go all the way.

"Boss, is this really necessary?" Chen Hong asked nervously as he sat in the driver's seat, gripping the steering wheel.

If he could, he wouldn't have to come and join in the fun.

Who would have thought that being a spectator could lead to being lucky enough to be selected and then assigned the job of scratching cars?

Shen Zhaoyi stood beside him, estimated the distance, and reassured him.

"Just drive forward boldly, and I'll take responsibility if it breaks."

There was nothing wrong with the car, but if I took it to Xu Wei's place, I would inevitably be suspected, so I decided to sabotage it.

Shen Zhaoyi really went to great lengths for this.

But it's okay, the repair cost can be deducted from Pei Yan's salary.

After all, this is all helping him resolve legacy issues.
Seeing that he couldn't avoid this task, Chen Hong gritted his teeth, stepped on the gas, and slowly started from the side of the track, finally brushing past the metal chair that was placed there.

Upon hearing the sound, he quickly turned around, fearing that he might cause further cuts.

After the car stopped, Zhou Yiling quickly went forward to check it.

Great, only a small amount of paint chipped off, it can be repaired without affecting the appearance.

Pei Yan, hands in his pockets, walked over and glanced at the car, immediately starting to complain: "When did you become so considerate? You don't drive my car like this!"

"Do you think your car is the same as the boss's?" Chen Hong patted his chest as he got out of the car.

I finally breathed a sigh of relief when I saw that the final masterpiece wasn't too bad.

Although Shen Zhaoyi said he didn't need to pay, if it really got scratched and damaged, and then she blamed him, he would have no recourse.

However, before she could recover, she heard Pei Yan say gloatingly from the side, "I forgot to tell you, I borrowed that car from your boss."

"what?!"

Chen Hong's startled movements attracted Shen Zhaoyi, who was waiting nearby.

"what happened?"

"Is there something wrong with the car?"

She figured that it was just a matter of leaving two scratches; Chen Hong couldn't possibly have messed it up.

The reason Pei Yan wasn't allowed to handle it was because he was afraid that Pei Yan wouldn't know his own strength and would turn the car into a battle-damaged version.

Mu Mu accompanied Shen Zhaoyi the whole time, holding her arm the entire time.

This action was observed by those who were interested.

Xiao Yuan and Zhou Yiling both wondered, "With such close intimacy, could it be that Qiu Yu has fallen out of favor?"
As for Chen Hong, he was filled with regret, as Pei Yan hadn't even gotten a second chance at marriage, so it seemed that this relationship was destined to have little chance of success.

Unaware of everyone's thoughts, Shen Zhaoyi, after seeing the result, said with confusion, "Isn't this great?"

Time was running out, and there was no intention to stay any longer, so they told Lao Wang to prepare to leave.

At this moment, Pei Yan suddenly called out to her.

"Shen Zhaoyi, come here for a moment."

"what?"

"Of course there's something wrong."

Shen Zhaoyi looked at him suspiciously, thinking it must be related to Xu Wei, so she told Mu Mu to go back to the car and wait, and then she went over.

The other three, with their gossipy nature, all followed suit.

Even Old Wang didn't roll up the car window.

Pei Yan saw that Shen Zhaoyi had come over and stood still, looking directly at Mu Mu over her head.

Perhaps provoked by Qiu Yu, or perhaps his competitive spirit had been stirred up, he suddenly grabbed the other's hand and pulled her closer under everyone's gaze.

"Wow~" someone exclaimed in admiration.

Shen Zhaoyi was somewhat puzzled by this action.

"Just say what you have to say, why are you resorting to physical violence?" "Aren't you afraid they'll hear us?" Pei Yan's expression was very innocent, as if he felt he hadn't done anything wrong.

After seeing that Shen Zhaoyi was no longer pursuing the matter, she bent down, bringing the distance between them almost face to face, and then asked an unexpected question: "After seeing Xu Wei, will you come back?"

"?"

So what's there to be afraid of others hearing this?

Shen Zhaoyi felt that he was making trouble out of nothing, although it was also possible that it was because of Mu Mu.

After calling her a "childish brat," she still went along with answering the stupid question.

"return."

Otherwise, how would they explain what happened next?

Having gotten the answer he wanted, Pei Yan's smile became much more genuine.

After personally escorting Shen Zhaoyi back to her car, he gave Mu Mu a provocative look.

However, the latter completely ignored him.

This opponent is really too stupid. He's not even as good as Qiu Yu, whom I met a couple of days ago. At least Qiu Yu had a legitimate reason to fight. But this guy, if he can actually be favored by my sister, he should be burning incense in gratitude.

After they left, the other three people gathered around.

Chen Hong glanced in the direction the car had gone, then turned to look at Pei Yan, asking uncertainly, "What's going on between you and Boss Shen?"

"Also, didn't she do *that* with Qiu Yu? Who was this guy today?"

A series of questions reflects the shared anxiety of the three.

"Want to know?" Pei Yan asked, keeping him in suspense.

After seeing them all nod in unison, he uttered two words with extreme disappointment—

"secret."

This infuriating act successfully ignited everyone's anger, and a chase ensued on the training field.

Compared to the cheerful atmosphere here, the atmosphere inside the auto repair shop is much more serious.

A rare, seemingly wealthy client came in, but all it turned out to be was a patch of paint. The boss handed the job over to his employees and went back to his office to think about layoffs.

Xu Wei must have done too many bad things; wherever he goes, he encounters bad luck.

The shop, which used to be doing quite well, has been struggling to make ends meet for the past two months.

And, unfortunately for him, he might be asked to leave again.

Unaware of the impending double crisis, the person in question was hiding in the storage room, asking a colleague who had come to look for something about the situation outside.

"Hey Xiao Wang, what's up with that nanny van?"

"They said the driver accidentally scratched it on the road, so he's here to get it fixed." The colleague, referred to as Xiao Wang, noticed him constantly glancing around suspiciously and sensed something was amiss. "What, do you two know each other?"

Xu Wei instinctively denied it: "How could that be? I don't know him."

"I knew it! He looks like a big boss. If you had that kind of connection, would you have gotten fired again?"

"again?"

Upon hearing this word, Xu Wei had a feeling that something was wrong.

Ignoring Shen Zhaoyi, he hurriedly pressed for details, asking what exactly was going on.

When Xu Wei learned from Xiao Wang that he was likely to lose his job again, he felt like the sky was falling.

He is forty years old this year, with elderly parents to support and young children to raise. His only skill is repairing cars, but nowadays, every industry has no shortage of manpower. Even if he finds a new job, it will be difficult to make a living in S City, where land is extremely valuable.

Is it really going to come to the point where we have to sell our house and go back to our hometown?
Xu Wei was somewhat unwilling.

When she turned her gaze to the rest area outside again, she discovered that there was an unfamiliar face next to Shen Zhaoyi.

What are you doing?
Wasn't it said that she and Pei Yan had an ambiguous relationship?

Where did this man come from?

Thinking he had caught another scoop, Xu Wei tiptoed out of the break room, his back to the two men, pretending to tidy up the tools on the floor while eavesdropping.