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Chapter 183 Finally back home

When Zhou Yumeng entered, the employees greeted her warmly.

"Hello, Mr. Zhou."

"Meet the boss lady!"

"President Zhou!!"

First of all, Deep Space's framework is built on the foundation of visual effects. As the successor to visual effects, Deep Space naturally continues the atmosphere and culture of the previous visual effects. Everyone treats each other like friends and family, and there is not as much backstabbing and dirty stuff as in other companies.

In addition, Zhou Yumeng is also a shareholder of the company, so she naturally comes to the company often. She even has her own office and studio in the company. Everyone is familiar with this down-to-earth pop star. Everyone knows the relationship between Zhou Yumeng and Xia Shen.

So naturally, everyone can take a joke.

Next up was the pre-New Year's event, which was a brief mini-New Year's party.

Although it's called an annual meeting, it's really more of a fun-filled dinner and activities. Everyone drinks and chats together in the company, and those who have performances can volunteer to perform.

In Xia Shen's view, he does not believe that the company needs the kind of so-called annual meeting that is too businesslike and more about saving face.

Just like how the company has always been very resistant to using rest days for team building activities.

This kind of private gathering, more like the way friends get along, is more suitable for deep space.

After this get-together, Deep Space Entertainment officially entered its annual holiday period, and Xia Shen and Zhou Yumeng boarded a flight home together.

As the two of them stepped onto that familiar land once again, feeling the air was noticeably more humid and the faint sea breeze that could often be smelled, he looked at Zhou Yumeng beside him.

Today, Zhou Yumeng was wearing a white down jacket with a collar, and a fluffy white bear hat with ears on her head, which looked adorable.

Her hair has grown out a bit, now reaching just below her shoulders. It's no longer the short hair she had specifically cut before, and it adds a touch of sweetness to her look.

At this moment, she was holding her two little hands, which were wrapped tightly in fluffy gloves, together, tugging at them, staring blankly into the distance, seemingly lost in thought.

Xia Shen chuckled and rubbed his head, asking, "What? Are you nervous now?"

"Who's nervous?!" She immediately snapped out of her daze, raised her head, and denied it, then awkwardly turned her head away: "I'm not."

Xia Shen simply chuckled twice at this.

He knew Zhou Yumeng too well, ever since she was a child. Although she was very stubborn and would never admit to things she cared about, she didn't know that whenever she was unsure about something, she would nervously pick at her fingers and pull them out like pulling up a radish.

Xia Shen laughed and said, "There's no need to be nervous. Just act like before. When you stayed at my house, you weren't distant at all. You even beat me up and made me cry, took my toys, and stood on my sofa with your hands on your hips, looking down at me."

"Please, stop talking!"

Zhou Yumeng immediately covered Xia Shen's mouth, her face full of black lines.

After a while, seeing Xia Shen looking at her with a smile, she awkwardly withdrew her hand: "Can then be the same as now?"

“How is it different?” Xia Shen laughed. “Now we can rightfully call ourselves home, it’s just a different identity.”

"You talk too much! Let's go! The car's here!"

“Okay, let’s go, let’s go.” Xia Shen complied.

Along the way, as the ride-hailing car moved forward, they looked at the street scene outside the window and felt a sense of peace.

"Nothing's changed much here, it's still the same as before," Zhou Yumeng said, looking out the car window.

“Yeah, isn’t that how small cities are?” Xia Shen said.

Unlike Shanghai, a major international metropolis, the pace of life in this seaside town is much more relaxed. Although it lacks the hustle and bustle, it has a stronger sense of everyday life and human warmth. In this kind of seaside town, many places have remained unchanged for more than a decade.

It's just that people's lives and actual development are definitely better than before.

Zhou Yumeng hadn't been back for over a decade. She was staring blankly out the window, occasionally excitedly pulling Xia Shen along and pointing to a certain spot.

"Look, look! That bubble tea shop is still there! I took you there for bubble tea back then!!"

"This is a school, just like before."

"Second Little!! I remember there used to be an old lady selling fish tofu here. Her fried fish tofu was really delicious. But she's not open anymore."

"Yes, it's closed now." Xia Shen nodded: "A few years ago, the old lady's shop caught fire and burned to the ground. Later, her family was worried about her safety, so her children stopped letting her run the business. Then, two years ago, the old lady passed away."

Time flies.

"Yes, very soon."

Xia Shen turned her head and looked at the little one.

He used to be a head taller than me, and I could easily beat him to the ground. Now he's just a tiny little guy.

The driver chuckled and struck up a conversation: "Looks like you two handsome young men and beautiful young women haven't been back for a long time. Where are you doing now?"

"It's been a long time since I've been back," Xia Shen said with a smile. "I've been working in Shanghai."

"Shanghai, a big city, that's certainly how it should be. Young people here have a lot of drive and ambition. Are you back this time to get married?"

"Pretty much, pretty much," Xia Shen said with a cheerful laugh.

The people of this small town, like its sea breeze, always exude a leisurely atmosphere.

After chatting all the way, Xia Shen and Zhou Yumeng soon arrived at their destination.

That is, Xia Shen's home.

The address remains the same. After all, we've lived here for so many years and have developed a close relationship with the neighbors. Moving again would be less appealing than demolishing the old house and rebuilding on the original site.

At this moment, the car stopped in front of a brand-new villa-style self-built house with its own yard. The yard was full of potted plants and some fruits and vegetables, which looked lush and green. There was also a table and chairs with tea sets on them. The front door of the house was also decorated with brand-new Spring Festival couplets and upside-down "Fu" characters.

Around the table, four or five elderly women were sitting, eating sunflower seeds, drinking tea, chatting and laughing.

Xia Shen immediately found his mother among them.

Carrying large and small bags, he and Zhou Yumeng exchanged a glance, walked together to the iron gate of the courtyard, and called out, "Mom!"

This sound broke the atmosphere of their casual conversation, and Lao Weizhen looked up at the door.

When she saw the two people at the door, she stood up in surprise, quickly went to greet them, opened the door, and excitedly said...

"Oh, Yumeng and her son are back?"

"Hello, Auntie!" Zhou Yumeng had already taken off her mask and sunglasses after getting off the bus and bowed solemnly to Lao Weizhen.

"Oh, don't be so formal, come in, come in quickly, it's been so many years since I've been home." Lao Weizhen's face was beaming with joy as she quickly pulled him inside.

Then, as they walked, she complained, "Why did you bring so much stuff home? But seriously, Yu Meng has grown into a beautiful young lady. She's a perfect match for my little dragon. It's a shame."

(End of this chapter)