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Xu Yun glanced at it. Then she turned her head, bent down to pick up the design draft from the ground, folded it neatly, and put it into a file bag.

The zipper zipped up softly, like an unspoken sigh. He didn't look again.

The three of them had planned to have dinner together that evening to celebrate. As they were discussing which restaurant to go to, Su Wan's phone rang.

She answered the phone, listened for a few words, and her expression changed.

"What? Is it serious?" Her voice became tense and urgent. "Okay, I'll go back right away."

She hung up the phone and turned to Yang Zhiyan and Xu Yun.

"Something happened at home, my mother is in the hospital, I have to go back right away."

She started packing, stuffing the design drafts into a file folder and taking the clothes off the hanger, stuffing them into her suitcase without even folding them.

Yang Zhiyan helped her zip up her suitcase.

"Be careful on your journey, and text me when you arrive."

"Okay." Su Wan pulled her suitcase and left, but turned back after taking a couple of steps.

"You two have a good celebration, don't wait for me."

She left, her steps quick, her high heels clicking on the floor.

Yang Zhiyan and Xu Yun stood at the backstage entrance, watching Su Wan's figure disappear at the end of the corridor.

"Are you still going to eat?" Xu Yun asked.

Yang Zhiyan thought for a moment and then shook her head.

"Let's do it another day. You should go home and get some rest too; you've worked hard these past few days."

Xu Yun looked at her, remained silent for a moment, and then said, "Okay. You've worked hard too."

He left carrying the file bag.

Qin Yuzheng walked over from behind and stood next to Yang Zhiyan, following her gaze to the end of the corridor.

The corridor was empty, only the dim, white light shone on the floor.

"Su Wan had some family matters to attend to and had to go back first," Yang Zhiyan said with a hint of regret in her voice.

Qin Yuzheng remained silent, secretly delighted.

He had originally planned to stay home alone tonight. Yang Zhiyan was going to celebrate with her friends, and he planned to go back to that small building by himself, deal with emails, and wait for her to return.

Now Su Wan is gone, Xu Yun is gone, and he's all alone. Things have taken a dramatic turn.

He put his arm around Yang Zhiyan's shoulder. "Let's go, Grandma and Ayan want to have dinner with you to celebrate."

Yang Zhiyan was taken aback. "Grandma's here too?"

"She was sitting next to me during your competition. Her hands were red from clapping so much."

Yang Zhiyan felt a warmth in her heart, switched the flowers to her left hand, took Qin Yuzheng's hand with her right hand, and followed him to the parking lot.

On the way, Qin Yuzheng received a message on his phone.

Qin Yuzheng glanced at it; it was a message from Qin Yu Research: "Brother, Mom says she's coming too."

Qin Yuzheng paused for a moment, then continued walking. He put his phone away without telling Yang Zhiyan.

Grandma Qin and Qin Yuyan had already arrived in the private room.

Grandma Qin sat in the main seat, with a pot of tea in front of her.

Qin Yuyan sat next to her, holding her phone, seemingly looking at something.

The door to the private room was open, and the sound of high heels could be heard in the corridor, clicking and clacking rhythmically.

Shen Yu appeared at the door. She was wearing a dark green dress with a light gray cashmere shawl draped over it, and her hair was styled in a high bun, revealing a section of her slender neck.

She wore a pair of jade earrings, a deep but not gaudy green, and a white jade bracelet on her wrist, which matched the jade necklace around her neck.

Her makeup was exquisite, and her eyebrows were drawn meticulously.

She stood at the doorway, her gaze fixed on Yang Zhiyan.

Yang Zhiyan felt the gaze upon her, a look that was both critical and subtly appraising.

Qin Yuzheng stepped forward, blocking Shen Yu's view.

"No one welcomes you here. If you're here to cause trouble, please leave now."

His voice was cold, and his face was full of displeasure.

Shen Yu's face changed, becoming stiff and angry. This was her eldest son; every word he uttered could infuriate her.

"Can't I even see my daughter-in-law?" Her voice was filled with annoyance.

Qin Yuzheng looked into her eyes. "If you're sincere, we'll naturally welcome you. But if you're just looking for trouble, then there's no need. She doesn't have to be your daughter-in-law."

Everyone gasped when they heard this. Shen Yu thought, "Not bad, not bad. He's willing to give up his wife for his mother."

Grandma Qin and Qin Yuyan thought, "No way! This is the granddaughter-in-law/sister-in-law we finally got."

Qin Yuzheng's next sentence was, "I can marry into the family."

Shen Yu's Dao heart shattered; she knew this rebellious son wasn't a good person. If it were A Shang, he certainly wouldn't have acted this way.

Qin Yuyan gave a thumbs up from the side, and Grandma Qin nodded.

Shen Yu blushed, angry. She turned her gaze to Yang Zhiyan, sizing her up and down with a condescending scrutiny.

"Young man, let me give you a piece of advice..."

"You're just giving away things nobody wants." Grandma Qin interrupted her, picked up her teacup, took a sip, and put it down. The bottom of the cup hit the table with a "thud."

"If you're so capable, give me a car or a house. At the very least, give me a bag or a watch. What are you giving me? Can words feed you?"

Standing next to Qin Yuzheng, Yang Zhiyan watched this scene with only one thought in her mind: Is this style appropriate?

She imagined meeting the parents to be a formal, polite, and mutually probing dinner party.

Grandma Qin is criticizing Qin's mother, Qin Yuyan is giving a thumbs up, and Qin Yuzheng says, "I can marry into the family."

Yang Zhiyan had always wondered why Qin Yuzheng rarely mentioned his mother.

During the long time she and Qin Yuzheng were together, he mentioned his grandmother, his younger brother, his younger sister, and even his father.

Now she knew why. Their relationship was exceptionally bad.

After the two officially started dating, this topic came up once. Qin Yuzheng said that he didn't have a good relationship with his mother.

Yang Zhiyan said, "That's not right. Didn't you ask me to make a cheongsam for your mother before?"

Qin Yuzheng touched his nose and said guiltily, "I made up an excuse to get closer to you. That cheongsam is still in the villa where I used to live."

Provoked by Grandma Qin's words, Shen Yu retorted, "Fine, I'll give it to you. You think I can't afford it?"

She took a set of car keys out of her bag, walked over, and handed them to Yang Zhiyan.

There were three keys on the keychain: one with a BMW logo, one with a Mercedes logo, and one with a Porsche logo. They were metallic, cool, and heavy, pressing against Yang Zhiyan's palm.

Yang Zhiyan looked down at the car keys in her hand, completely bewildered.

Grandma Qin nodded in satisfaction. "That's right, we should give young people nice things. Otherwise, you won't know how to spend them."

Shen Yu opened her mouth, wanting to refute. But Grandma Qin had already picked up her chopsticks.

"Alright, the food's getting cold. If you want to eat, sit down quickly; otherwise, leave. We're still hungry."

She picked up a piece of pork rib and put it in Yang Zhiyan's bowl. "Zhiyan, eat some vegetables. You must be tired from the competition, right? Eat more."

An eerie meal began. Shen Yu sat next to Qin Yuyan, Qin's grandmother sat in the main seat, and Qin Yuzheng and Yang Zhiyan sat opposite them.

Whenever Shen Yu was about to say something, Grandma Qin would put food on her plate.

"Zhiyan, this fish is good."

"Zhiyan, this shrimp is fresh."

"Zhiyan, you're too thin, eat more."

Shen Yu's words were repeatedly cut off. Finally, she found an opportunity to speak.

"What does your family do?" Yang Zhiyan was about to answer when Qin Yuzheng spoke up.

"She's a cheongsam designer. The one you're wearing is probably not as good as one she made."

Shen Yu glanced down at her dark green dress and shut her mouth.

Qin Yuyan sent a message to Qin Yuzheng under the table: "Brother, you're awesome."