Chapter 423: Is Your Girlfriend Surnamed Sun?

"Thanks for the reminder!"

Facing Shen Jiashi's admonition, Shen Yan replied in a lukewarm tone.

Shen Jiashi was somewhat dissatisfied with his attitude and continued to emphasize: "I know you're young and hot-headed and won't listen to reason, but you should at least think of Grandma Shen. It wasn't easy for Grandma Shen to raise you, so you should be sensible and not let your elders worry about you."

Given Shen Yan's temperament, he was not about to get angry over such a trivial matter.

After all, the other party did not know the situation and was speaking with what seemed to be sound logic; if he were to really lose his temper, he would be the one in the wrong.

Of course, remaining silent and letting others lecture him was not Shen Yan's style either.

Shen Yan's expression remained unchanged, but his voice became serious: "First of all, I have heard what you said. I don't know where you see me as young and hot-headed—is it just based on your subjective speculation? You have been out in society for so many years, yet your conduct seems no different from a child's."

Uh...

The sharp words instantly left Shen Jiashi speechless.

He was used to being bossy at the company and couldn't help but want to lecture any young person he saw.

Now that he thought about it, he had indeed been obsessed with appearances.

However, being accused of being childish to his face by a young man left Shen Jiashi unable to step down.

For a moment, the scene was extremely awkward.

In fact, the elders were somewhat dissatisfied with Shen Jiashi's words and actions; how could one start by calling someone young and hot-headed? One must know that without understanding, there is no right to speak.

How long has he been a leader, and he's already getting carried away!

Not wanting to make the scene too ugly, Shen Liangping acted like timely rain, stepping in to change the subject: "By the way, Jiashi, you're not young anymore; when do you plan to get married?"

Hearing this, Shen Jiashi revealed a smile again: "I'm seeing a girlfriend in Fuding, and if all goes well, I should be able to get married next year."

"That's great, I'll be waiting to drink your wedding wine then."

"Haha! Then I'll put in more effort and strive to let you drink that wedding wine as soon as possible. By the way, does Jiaqing have any good news?"

Shen Jiaqing, who was watching the show from the side, saw his face turn as black as coal instantly.

This bastard was picking the sore spot; if you don't speak, nobody will treat you like a mute.

Little brother, why didn't you retort harder just now? It would have been so much easier to just drive him away.

As Shen Jiaqing expected, Huang Meili immediately chimed in: "Jiaqing, you should learn more from your cousin and get married early to fulfill one of Mom's wishes."

"Got it!"

Like a rooster that had lost a battle, Shen Jiaqing hung his head and obediently agreed.

It really wasn't that he wasn't trying, he just hadn't met the right person.

At this moment, Shen Jiashi felt his phone vibrate and took it out to look.

A doting smile could not help but appear on his face.

"Hey! Feifei... I'm busy right now, I'll go back to find you tomorrow... Buy it, I'll transfer it to your Alipay in a moment, alright!"

Hanging up the phone, facing the confused gazes of the crowd, Shen Jiashi said with no small amount of pride: "It was my girlfriend; she said she missed me not long after we parted."

Girlfriend?

Fuding?

Feifei?

The three terms connected together.

Unaccountably, the experience Shen Yan recounted last night surfaced in Shen Jiaqing's mind, and he asked subconsciously: "Your girlfriend wouldn't happen to be surnamed Sun, would she?"

"How did you know?" Shen Jiashi looked at him in confusion.

"Around twenty years old?"

"That's right, she'll be exactly twenty next year."

Uh... Shen Jiaqing twitched the corners of his mouth, ten thousand curses running through his mind.

Did it have to be such a coincidence?

Could it really be that gold-digger who was posturing and trying hard to hook the little brother?

Listening to the conversation just now, Sun Feifei seemed to want to buy something and was asking Shen Jiashi for money, which fit the characteristics of a gold-digger perfectly.

The more he thought about it, the more Shen Jiaqing felt it was the same person.

Shen Yan's reaction was exactly the same as his; their eyes met, and their expressions were indescribably strange.

Shen Jiashi remained puzzled: "What is it, Jiaqing, do you know my girlfriend?"

"Don't know her, I've never been to Fuding, I was just asking casually." Shen Jiaqing shook his head like a rattle-drum.

Seeing this, Shen Jiashi didn't think too much of it and proceeded to raise his glass to clink with everyone.

After downing it in one gulp.

He turned and walked toward the next table.

After he left, Shen Jiaqing whispered to his side with schadenfreude: "Little brother, this show-off seems to have hit the jackpot; his taste is like dog shit, he can't even tell the good from the bad."

Shen Yan glanced at him sideways, really wanting to say: how do you have the face to say that? Back in Hengdian, who knows who was so infatuated with that high-end green tea He Wenhui.

You two are six of one and half a dozen of the other.

A crow landing on a pig's back—neither should laugh at the other.

The third day of the holiday.

It was time to embark on the return journey.

At nine in the morning, a small truck parked downstairs at the unit building, and the moving master carried things up one by one, including the massage chair and treadmill Shen Yan had bought, as well as various items belonging to Shen Nainai.

Danta didn't understand what was going on and was jumping up and down on the side, which made people laugh.

Neighbors gathered around to watch the excitement and chat with Shen Nainai to say goodbye.

Once they left this time, it would likely be next year before they saw each other again.

After everything was packed, Shen Jiaqing drove in front, the small truck followed closely behind, and they gradually drove away from this native land.

Shen Yan stayed at the Yu Family for lunch, and only then did he drive Yu Youwei back toward Hangzhou, stopping by the bus station on the way to pick up Luo Qiqi.

For the past two days, Shen Yan had not contacted Luo Qiqi, and Luo Qiqi had not contacted Shen Yan; that kiss, which had been like dry wood meeting a raging fire, seemed as if it had never happened.

Yet, they met again.

When their eyes met, a strange atmosphere always lingered around them.

With that resentful look in Luo Qiqi's eyes, anyone who didn't know better would think she had been abandoned by a heartless man.

Yu Youwei sensed this situation very keenly, turned her head, and asked, "Qiqi, why do I feel like you're acting strange today, like a little punching bag?"

Luo Qiqi shifted her gaze back from the window and said pointedly, "It's nothing, I just haven't rested well these past two days, and everything feels unpleasant."

"Who provoked you?"

"Not really, I was the one who provoked the other person first."

"?" Yu Youwei was completely bewildered.

What was all this, it made no sense at all.

Shen Yan's eyes flickered slightly, but he remained silent; it was just a kiss, after all, and it didn't mean anything.

You were the one who said that yourself.

After poking at someone, Luo Qiqi did not continue to be sullen; instead, she took the initiative to strike up a conversation with Shen Yan: "Shen Yan, Luo Dakui was so miserable that night; I heard he didn't get home until midnight, and he was drenched like a drowned rat."

"The next morning, his glorious deeds spread throughout the whole village, and everyone was clapping and cheering, saying that this menace had finally met his retribution; some people asked him if he was so drunk he couldn't find his way, crashing a beat-up tricycle into a field."

"Luo Dakui was so angry he was jumping up and down; perhaps he felt it was too embarrassing, so he didn't mention the cause or effect at all, and just went around asking everyone what a white car with headlights like frog eyes was doing in the village, and whose relative or friend it was."

There was no helping it, people in the countryside didn't even recognize the logo of a Maybach.