Chapter 131: Jealous of Every Opposite-Sex Person

On Monday afternoon, Gu Yan picked up her bag and went downstairs, preparing to have the driver take her to the Jingzhou Academy of Fine Arts.

Unexpectedly, just as she reached the living room, she saw the man who had gone to the company early that morning sitting on the sofa chatting with Yang Bing.

Shen Yanhui heard footsteps and looked up.

Gu Yan walked over and asked in surprise, "Didn't you go to the company?"

"Mm, I came back," Shen Yanhui said, rising to his feet. "Let's go, I'll take you there."

He said goodbye to Yang Bing, who waved his hand and shooed the two of them out the door.

After getting in the car, Gu Yan fastened her seatbelt and asked, "Don't you have anything to do this afternoon?"

Shen Yanhui: "I do."

Gu Yan's hand paused: "Then why did you come back? You could have just let the driver take me."

Shen Yanhui tapped his fingertips lightly on the steering wheel: "I wanted to take you."

Gu Yan caught the drift, suddenly leaned in close to him, and teased: "Shen Yanhui, aren't you being a bit too insecure? Are you really this nervous just because an opposite-sex person appears by my side?"

Shen Yanhui glanced at her: "I'm not nervous."

"Ha."

Gu Yan didn't believe it at all.

The car came to a steady stop at the entrance of the art gallery, and Gu Yan unbuckled her seatbelt, ready to get out.

A hand reached over from the driver's seat, grabbed her wrist, and pulled her back.

"What time will you be done? I'll come pick you up."

Gu Yan thought for a moment: "In two hours, I suppose. If you're busy..."

"I'm not busy."

Shen Yanhui lowered his head and kissed her on the lips: "I must always make time to pick up my wife and bring her home."

Gu Yan gave a light huff: "I'm leaving."

After saying that, she opened the car door and got out. Only after stepping out did she notice that Jiang Yu was waiting at the entrance.

Gu Yan's steps faltered, and she glanced behind her; the black Bentley was still parked by the side of the road.

This man, could it be that he saw Jiang Yu was there and kissed her on purpose?

"..."

What a neurotic.

Two hours later, the meeting ended on time, and Jiang Yu walked her downstairs. Just as she stepped out of the art gallery, she spotted that familiar car parked under the plane tree.

Shen Yanhui was leaning against the car door with his hands in his pockets, looking toward the entrance.

As soon as their eyes met, a smile spilled across Gu Yan's lips.

She said goodbye to Jiang Yu and trotted over, throwing herself into Shen Yanhui's arms. He caught her and lowered his head to kiss her lips. Afterward, the two of them got into the car.

Jiang Yu stood at the entrance and watched for a while.

He thought that it seemed every time, Gu Yan was always so impatient to run toward that man.

After the matter of the judges was completely finalized, the interactions between Gu Yan and Jiang Yu inevitably increased.

He was responsible for the coordination in the group, and from time to time, he had to send over competition entries for everyone to review first. Sometimes they were works for the initial screening, and sometimes they were ones with controversial rankings that required discussion.

Gu Yan looked at them carefully and replied earnestly every time.

But every time she curled up on the sofa holding her tablet to look at the paintings, Shen Yanhui would sit nearby with a book in his hand, not saying a word.

After looking at the paintings, she would suffer for it at night.

For several days in a row, Gu Yan was constantly yawning during the day and almost fell asleep while eating.

Lin Wei looked at her with a strange expression: "What did you do at night? Steal a cow?"

Gu Yan had grievances she couldn't voice.

Once, she really couldn't help it and asked him while curled up in his arms: "Are you jealous?"

He looked down at her: "No."

His tone was extremely flat.

She stared at him for two seconds, trying to find a flaw in that calm, unruffled face.

There was none.

But she was "roasted" again that night.

Gu Yan lay on his chest, poking his abdominal muscles with her finger, and muttered in a low voice.

"Tsundere."

He didn't speak.

"Childish."

He still didn't speak.

"Stingy."

He finally let out a low laugh and pulled her closer into his arms.

"Sleep."

——

Besides the matter of being a judge, there was another big, big, big event.

The wedding of Gu Chen and Su Jin.

After the two families discussed it, they set the wedding for the end of November, specifically finding someone to calculate the date, saying it was auspicious for everything.

After Gu Lin finished watching the Azerbaijan Grand Prix, he also flew back. As soon as he got home, he gave Gu Yan a big bear hug.

"Yan Yan! I missed you to death!"

Gu Yan was nearly suffocated by his grip, and just as she wanted to speak, she felt a force pull her free from Gu Lin's embrace.

Shen Yanhui grabbed Gu Lin by the collar and pulled him backward.

Gu Lin stumbled two steps, steadied himself, and said in astonishment, "Brother-in-law? Why are you at my house?"

Shen Yanhui ignored him and walked toward the dining room with his arm around Gu Yan.

Gu Lin was full of suspicion.

Yang Bing passed through the living room holding a teacup and leisurely dropped a remark: "He lives here every day; you just got back, so it's normal that you're not used to it."

Gu Lin opened his mouth.

Lives here every day?

He had only gone out to watch a race, and the world at home had changed upon his return?

What surprised him even more was Gu Fanglin's attitude.

After dinner, he was curled up on the sofa munching on an apple when he saw his father come out of the study with a teacup and nod at Shen Yanhui as he passed through the living room.

"Take those few boxes of tea picked before the Qingming Festival and drink them."

Shen Yanhui nodded slightly: "Thank you, Dad."

The apple in Gu Lin's hand nearly dropped.

Once his father went upstairs, he immediately sat down next to Shen Yanhui: "Brother-in-law."

Shen Yanhui raised his eyes.

"How did you win over my dad? Teach me."

Shen Yanhui looked at him without speaking.

Gu Lin thought he hadn't heard clearly and leaned in closer: "I mean, how do you get a father-in-law to go from nitpicking to proactively gifting tea? I want to learn this technique."

Shen Yanhui glanced at him: "What are you trying to do now? Your trial didn't pass, so settle your heart."

Gu Lin had known about this for a long time; his idol had told him personally. He said he lacked talent, was too old, and lacked the ability to endure hardship, so he wasn't suited for professional racing.

The words were very direct and harsh.

However, he didn't care anymore.

He leaned back into the sofa, crossed his legs, and said, "I'm not going to be a race car driver anymore; I know I'm not cut out for it."

Gu Yan finally looked up: "Then what are you going to do?"

Gu Lin blinked and leaned in mysteriously: "I've recently become obsessed with something else."

He paused on purpose, keeping her in suspense.

Gu Yan played along: "What is it?"

Gu Lin: "Racing commentary."

Gu Yan: "..."

"During those few days I was in Azerbaijan, I chatted with a few commentators. They said my understanding of racing is quite on point and that I speak interestingly, so I could consider developing in that direction."

After hearing this, Gu Yan's expression was a bit complicated.

She really wanted to say, is it possible they saw you looking like a nouveau riche and felt they couldn't afford to offend you, so they deliberately said nice things to coax you?

Forget it, better not dampen this silly brother's confidence.

And Gu Lin was looking at Shen Yanhui excitedly: "Brother-in-law, doesn't your racing team have its own broadcast channel? Can you let me do commentary for a couple of races?"

Gu Yan looked away, unable to bear watching.

Shen Yanhui put down his teacup and said blandly: "Contact Chang Su directly."

With this move, Gu Lin's admiration for Shen Yanhui went up another level.

Shen Yanhui put his arm around Gu Yan and stood up, walked two steps, then stopped, turned his head, and said to Gu Lin: "Didn't you ask how I won over Dad?"

Gu Lin nodded blankly.

"It's very simple: be someone who has value to him." Shen Yanhui paused and continued, "What value do you have?"

Gu Lin: "...?"