Chapter 940 372: The New Neighbor

"Thanks for your hard work." Qin Miao reached out to touch Qimeng's face, then continued playing the game.

Qimeng didn't feel any way about Qin Miao's attitude; the two had become quite well-adjusted to each other over time.

However, just as Qimeng was about to lie on Qin Miao to play with her phone and think about what to cook for dinner, there was a knock on the door.

Qimeng sighed and got up to answer the door.

Once the door was open, Qimeng was surprised to see Zhou Guanyu standing outside.

"Mengmeng," Zhou Guanyu greeted Qimeng since they were already familiar with each other.

Qimeng's smile instantly faded. Since they were familiar, there was no need to pretend.

"Hmm, good afternoon." After greeting, Qimeng went back to the sofa, snuggling into Qin Miao's arms.

Zhou Guanyu wasn't offended by Qimeng's lack of hospitality; he easily found his pair of slippers in the shoe cabinet near Qin Miao's door.

Once Zhou Guanyu was seated on the couch in the living room, Qin Miao paused the game and asked, "Why are you here so early this week?"

Typically, Zhou Guanyu would arrive on Wednesday if he planned to fly to the competition with Qin Miao.

Zhou Guanyu smiled, "I'm here to tell you some good news."

Qin Miao raised an eyebrow, and the originally phone-focused Qimeng curiously looked at Zhou Guanyu.

Zhou Guanyu wasn't one to keep people guessing, so he said directly, "Remember we talked about houses last time?"

"House? What house?" Qin Miao was puzzled for a moment before recalling that he did tell Zhou Guanyu that it was too much hassle to meet him on match days every Wednesday, so it would be better if Zhou bought a place near him.

Realizing this, Qin Miao reacted, "Huh? You already bought one?"

Zhou Guanyu smiled and took out a set of keys from his pocket, "Look."

"Awesome," Qin Miao said, "But I've never seen you act so swiftly, Zhou Guanyu."

Zhou Guanyu scratched his head a little embarrassedly, "Actually, part of the reason is to seek some guidance from you, because you, Qin Miao, are recognized as one of the best drivers around."

Qin Miao irritably rubbed his back teeth, "So you're just using me as leverage, huh?"

Zhou Guanyu chuckled shyly, "Who said our friendship is strong, right?"

Qin Miao helplessly held his forehead, "Oh dear…"

After a slight complaint, Qin Miao said, "Stop sitting around; let's go see your house. Did you buy or rent? Is the furniture all set? Do you need help with anything?"

"Bought it," Zhou Guanyu said, "It comes with decoration and furniture. I've already hired people for cleaning, no need to bother you guys."

After finishing, Zhou Guanyu awkwardly continued, "Upon knowing it's me, Zhou Guanyu, the former hesitant owner sold it right away, saying they really like you and asking me to get a helmet with your autograph. Do you have a spare helmet at home? Give me one for a favor."

Qin Miao's lips twitched slightly.

Though there's a torrent of words stuck in his throat wanting to burst out, Qin Miao eventually shook his head with resignation and returned to his home's tool room under the curious inquiries of Qimeng about where Zhou Guanyu's house is.

Because Qimeng would occasionally clean here, the tool room in Qin Miao's home had no dust.

After searching, Qin Miao found three boxes containing helmets from last season.

These were unopened helmets.

Qin Miao remembered these were given by the team, intended for his collection or as gifts.

However, even though they're gifts, these helmets were no different from the ones Qin Miao wore last season, basically, they are regular race helmets.

Holding one box, Qin Miao came out.

"Look, last season's helmet, never opened. Should I sign on the box or directly open it and sign inside the helmet?" Qin Miao said, holding a black helmet box.

Zhou Guanyu thought for a moment, "Sign the box. If the other party wants your autograph inside the helmet, I'll bring it over for you to sign later. Since our homes are close now, it's convenient to drop by."

Qin Miao rolled his eyes, "Thank you so much."

"Pft..." Hearing this, while Qin Miao remained expressionless, Qimeng couldn't help but laugh.

Qin Miao glanced at the silly girl helplessly, then picked up a golden pen and wrote his Chinese and English name on the box, along with a '66'.

That's Qin Miao's driver number, though written in Chinese.

It's believed Zhou Guanyu will explain it to the other party later.

"Is this okay?"

Zhou Guanyu received it, weighed the helmet slightly in his hand, and exclaimed, "The real deal? Isn't this a bit too valuable?"

Qin Miao rolled his eyes, "Did you think you'd get a fake from me?"

"That's true."

"Let's go, I'll show you my new place!"

...

Zhou Guanyu's house is not far from Qin Miao's, barely five hundred meters in a straight line, just a ten-minute walk.