Chapter 296: Worry

It was not just Shen Liangping; watching Shen Yan's attitude of treating money like dirt, Sun Bixia was momentarily dazzled.

She thought to herself that her own silly daughter was truly foolish, unable to grasp such a fine catch of a husband.

She wanted to ask Shen Yan directly exactly how much money he had, but it would be too presumptuous; this feeling of wanting something she couldn't have was as uncomfortable as having her heart scratched by a cat.

Little did she know, her precious daughter's intestines were already green with regret at this moment.

After composing herself, Yu Youwei said with a smile: "Shen Yan, when I have time, I'll come to Shanghai to visit you, and you must play the host well."

"Easy! Easy!" Shen Yan replied casually.

Returning home, Sun Bixia pulled her daughter aside for a heart-to-heart talk.

"Youwei, Xiao Yan is so outstanding now, do you really have no feelings for him?"

Yu Youwei's heart tightened, but her expression remained calm: "What feelings or no feelings? He already has a girlfriend; there's no point in talking about this now."

Sun Bixia felt a thousand emotions in her heart; her daughter had truly grown up and started to become calculating, and she couldn't see the slightest clue.

However, these words sounded sour no matter how one listened to them.

"So what if he has a girlfriend? Good men like Xiao Yan are rare. You've been close to him since you were little; if you really have feelings, you should take the initiative and snatch him over," Sun Bixia said.

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Hearing this, Yu Youwei couldn't help but widen her eyes; in her impression, her mother, as a public school teacher, had always been an image of integrity and traditional values.

These words completely overturned her previous perception of her mother.

Given Shen Yan's personality, Yu Youwei shook her head firmly: "Forget it, I don't want to consider these things right now."

"You... sigh!" Sun Bixia let out a deep sigh, her eyes revealing a hint of frustration that her daughter wouldn't live up to expectations.

After all, she was still too young.

Forget it, forget it!

Perhaps there is a will of heaven in the dark; it is better not to force things.

In the following time, Shen Yan immersed himself in a comfortable and leisurely life, occasionally playing mahjong with Shen Nainai, talking on the phone with Hao Anqi and Fang Xiang when he had time, and taking Wu Yue'er out to play.

Enjoying the beautiful natural scenery of "Yandang Mountain" and the sea and sky merging into one at "Nanji Island"...

In his spare time, Shen Yan did not forget that the seasonal change point was in one month. Without needing to think, he directly adopted some best-selling clothing styles from the future and used Photoshop to draw product designs for spring and summer women's wear.

After all, these styles had been verified by the market and were deeply loved by the public. From the shape of the neckline to the design of the cuffs, from the length of the skirt hem to the decorations at the waist, every detail was carefully considered.

They were undoubtedly the products easiest to open up sales with.

With the change of season imminent, preparations must be made in advance to ensure the online store could operate smoothly.

During this period, there was progress on Cai Shengjin's news; the good news was that the person was safe and sound, the bad news was that they had been dragged into a pyramid scheme organization and were in the stage of being crazily brainwashed. When found by the police, the person was in a daze, fantasizing about getting rich overnight.

They ignored the persuasion of their family and had a very violent temper.

The neighbors sighed with emotion and warned their families to stay away from pyramid schemes.

The tenth day of the first lunar month.

The day before the factory resumed work.

At this time, civil servants and the vast majority of office workers had already returned to their posts; only students and teachers had longer holidays than ordinary people.

At noon, the raindrops were as fine as silk, gently covering the earth, soft and quiet, as if whispering some secret.

Given the reason for the upcoming move to Shanghai, Shen Yan packed up all his important belongings from home and stuffed them all into the trunk.

A mother worries when her child travels far; Shen Nainai was there repeating the same old advice, urging Shen Yan to pay attention to safety while away from home.

Danta clearly felt that its little master was about to leave, circling around Shen Yan and occasionally pawing at him.

It seemed to be saying: "Don't go!"

Shen Yan touched its little head, then got into the car and slowly drove away from this homeland. Not until the car disappeared around the corner by the river did Shen Nainai turn back home.

Arriving at Junrui Haoyuan, Wu Yue'er had already packed her luggage. The two moved their belongings to the car, settled the finances with the landlord, and officially embarked on the road back to Hangzhou.

In the passenger seat, Wu Yue'er was counting on her fingers and muttering: "1 day, 2 days... 6 days left until school starts, and then that little vixen will come back to snatch my husband from me again."

Shen Yan couldn't help but find it funny: "Hey! Did you get it backwards? Clearly, you are the one snatching someone else's husband."

"Oh! You're so annoying." Wu Yue'er pouted in dissatisfaction.

Having been stuck to Shen Yan for so many days, Wu Yue'er almost forgot her status as an interloper.

"I really wish time would pass slower."

As if remembering something, Wu Yue'er asked again: "Husband, I just saw two storage bags in the trunk, what's inside them?"

It seemed Wu Yue'er didn't know about the move yet, so Shen Yan briefly narrated the matter, and then Wu Yue'er felt a sense of relief: "Luckily we didn't buy a house here, otherwise wouldn't it have been all for nothing."

The journey was smooth and unimpeded.

When the sunset gradually sank in the west and the afterglow shone on the car windows, the car successfully arrived at Zijin Road.

Looking around, the street appeared unusually deserted, with few people, and even the figure of a street vendor was hard to find; only the billboards of a few scattered shops flickered with light.

After purchasing some fresh ingredients and fruits at Walmart and returning to their long-lost home, Wu Yue'er couldn't help but exclaim: "It's still more comfortable and free living here."

Then she ran into the kitchen and started busy with dinner.

Shen Yan leaned on the sofa, relieving the fatigue brought by driving, and casually opened his phone, which had several unread messages.

They were from Fang Xiang, Han Yi, Xu Zheng, and Hao Anqi respectively.

Among them, Fang Xiang and Han Yi were both talking about resuming work tomorrow.

Then there was Xu Zheng: "Brother Shen, the crew has finished gathering, and the opening ceremony will be held in Thailand on the 17th."

Shen Yan replied: "You start filming first, I'll find time to go over and take a look."

Xu Zheng: "OK!"

Hao Anqi: "Are you in Hangzhou yet? (Cute)"

Shen Yan sent a photo of himself sitting on the sofa with his legs crossed.

Hao Anqi: "I miss you so much, I'm going back two days early to find you."

Hangzhou University has scheduled student registration for February 16th, while the Communication University of China is on the 21st; with a five-day difference, by the time Hao Anqi returns, Hangzhou University will have long since started classes.

Shen Yan replied: "No rush, I will be in Thailand at that time, so even if you come over, you won't be able to see me."

Hao Anqi: "What are you going there for?"

Shen Yan then said that he had invested in a movie and expected to stay there for a week to supervise the filming work, and immediately after, Hao Anqi dialed a call over.

She chattered on and on, asking for the detailed situation.

After pondering for a moment, Shen Yan decided there was no need to hide it, so he briefly recounted the sequence of events.

There was silence on the other end of the line for a long time, as she was clearly still immersed in shock.

Just as Shen Yan was about to speak, this sentence suddenly drifted into his ear: "Shuai Yan, do you really think we are a good fit?"

That soft, milky voice was still as pleasant as ever, but the worry, unease, and hesitation mixed within it... all sorts of complex emotions were intertwined, making one feel a sense of pity upon hearing it.