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Chapter 368 Will we just keep holding each other like this? (Han Ziyang)
After spending a day in the police station, when I came out again, the moon was already high in the sky.

They were supposed to return to S City today, but there's still no news. After exchanging information with Mu Mu, Cheng Yu Bai, like Qiu Yu, called her.

Looking at the missed calls on her phone and the messages of concern on WeChat, Shen Zhaoyi's sadness overwhelmed her because of her family was instantly soothed.

As a participant today, Cong Lang witnessed this woman's composure and aloofness, which refreshed his opinion of her once again.

Regardless of where the financial resources behind it came from, the courage to put family members aside for the greater good is something that ordinary people cannot match.

"What are Miss Shen's plans for the future?"

"Should we go straight back to S City, or stay here and wait for the results?"

Shen Zhaoyi glanced back at the police station gate, which was still lit up.

She had been to this place several times before, thanks to Pei Yan's help, but today was the day she felt most relaxed.

He told Cong Lang about his plan to go to City C. As for the outcome, the Shen family didn't only have him as a child, so he guessed that Shen Fuguang had already received the news and was on his way back.

That's great, now the old lady's funeral arrangements can also be handled by him.

"Miss Shen is truly exceptional," the senior lawyer commented, offering the most objective assessment.

Shen Zhaoyi took it as a compliment and, taking advantage of the case's conclusion, immediately entrusted Xu Wei's case to someone else in the car.

Those who are capable should do more work.

Having no downtime in one's career is the best proof of ability.

Cong Lang seemed to be used to the strange things that happened with Shen Zhaoyi, and agreed before even discussing the price.

He was an expert at setting traps for people and then turning the tables on them.

"Don't worry, Miss Shen, I'll definitely do a great job for you."

With this assurance, the net surrounding Xu Wei is about to tighten.

Back at the hotel, the two went back to their respective rooms, and Shen Zhaoyi finally had time to reply to everyone and let them know she was safe.

Upon seeing the messages from Qiu Yu and Han Ziyang, I knew that the two had already met in private. What a coincidence that they could run into each other in broad daylight.

Her departure flight was scheduled for the afternoon, and before leaving, she went to sweep her grandfather's grave.

A few handfuls of yellow earth, a stone tablet—Shen Zhaoyi stood there, bidding her final farewell.

The sadness came quickly and went quickly; by the time she arrived in City C, she had returned to her usual carefree self.

When Han Ziyang saw the flight screenshot last night, he was already preparing for today's meeting. Now, upon hearing the notification that the passengers had arrived, he nervously clutched the bouquet in his arms.

They say absence makes the heart grow fonder, but he could only feel uneasy.

When we meet later, should we hug, or should we say something first?
Han Ziyang could handle the difficult problems in the textbook very easily, but when he encountered Shen Zhaoyi, he could only get to the point of writing down the solution.

He swallowed hard, trying to bolster his courage, and turned his gaze back to the exit.

Amidst the bustling crowd, the figure carrying longing soon appeared.

"Sister!" Han Ziyang stood outside the isolation zone and waved excitedly.

The moment he saw Shen Zhaoyi, all his worries were forgotten, leaving only his body's instinctive reaction.

Those who came to pick them up, as well as those who arrived with them, were all unconsciously drawn to the commotion.

The young man, in the prime of his youth, smiled broadly and ran quickly toward the person he was waiting for.

The exposed petals trembled with each step, as if in sync with a heartbeat.

Han Ziyang walked around to stand in front of Shen Zhaoyi, and before he could catch his breath, he opened his arms and pulled her into his embrace.

As I hugged her, the words I wanted to say also reached her ears.

"Zhaozhao, you've finally come to see me!"

This was the first time this nickname had been uttered since the day it first appeared. The clear voice carried a hint of coquetry, and Shen Zhaoyi couldn't resist it, wrapping her arms around his waist.

The two were like a long-lost couple, and in front of everyone, they completed the process of expressing their heartfelt feelings to each other.

Upon exiting the airport, the suitcase was handed to Han Ziyang, and in exchange, the bouquet he brought landed in Shen Zhaoyi's arms.

Although I haven't received my driver's license yet, I booked a driver in advance, and we headed straight to my destination after getting in the car.

Having lived in City C for several years, Shen Zhaoyi guessed from the navigation that they were heading back to Bishuiwan.

Who says the younger brother isn't cunning?
Knowing that Qiu Yu lived across from the villa, they immediately found the correct answer in the two-choice question.

Without exposing Han Ziyang's intentions, Shen Zhaoyi tacitly approved of the arrangement. After all, it was home, so it didn't matter where they lived.

Moreover, Qiu Yu is unaware that she has returned today, which gives her some breathing room.

The furnishings inside the house were the same as when I left last time. The only slight change was that some of the plants on the terrace couldn't withstand the high temperature and selectively fled from this world.

Fortunately, the fresh colors in my hands can make up for the visual disappointment.

He placed the bouquet on the island next to the living room, and a hot body pressed against his back.

Han Ziyang embraced Shen Zhaoyi, rested his chin on her head, and quietly enjoyed the moment.

Until someone poked me in the waist.

"Are you just going to hold me like this forever?"

"Then?" The boy leaned back slightly and asked, looking down.

At this inopportune moment, Shen Zhaoyi's stomach rumbled twice.

The rest was self-explanatory; Han Ziyang understood instantly.

"What would Zhao Zhao like to eat?"

"I'll reserve a spot first."

After saying that, he took out his phone and opened a food app.

Shen Zhaoyi's attention, however, fell on that unfamiliar yet affectionate form of address. Why wasn't she calling him "sister" anymore? It seemed the puppy was about to turn into a wolf cub.

As for the specific choice of dinner, it was pushed back again.

"You choose whichever you like, I'll just drive."

One acted as the guide, and the other as the driver; the division of labor tonight was very clear.

I went downstairs and found the 911 that I hadn't driven in a long time in the underground parking lot. To be honest, I really liked it when I first got it.

After all, it was the first sports car I, as a working-class person, had ever acquired.

Perhaps we've had too many good days now, and looking back at these initial rewards, we're not quite satisfied.

No wonder the system says that a person's desires and vision will change as their personal level improves.

As I bent down to sit in the driver's seat, I noticed Han Ziyang standing next to me while I was changing my shoes. He was constantly examining the interior and its structure.

"You like it?" Shen Zhaoyi took this opportunity to inquire about his preferences.

"If you like this style, I'll get you a similar one when you go back to school next month."

It's more or less, not just this one.

Having received repeated orders from the system, Shen Zhaoyi now seizes every opportunity to spend money.

Of course, we still need to spend more.

She remembered that when she went to the car dealership with Pei Yan before, she overheard that the brand had a new model this year, which had improved a lot in all aspects of performance.

While technology has advanced, prices have also increased several times over, making it a good option.