Chapter 128: Sheng Yu Is Possessed

After Zhu Yuan got into the car, Enzo also came out from the villa.

He sat in the front passenger seat and spoke subconsciously: "Miss Zhu..."

Situ, who was driving, glanced at him expressionlessly.

Only then did Enzo realize that with Sheng Yu also present, it seemed very inappropriate for him to call her Miss Zhu the moment he opened his mouth.

After all, Sheng Yu was his true boss.

He cleared his throat, "Young Master Yu, Miss Zhu, Zhu Chaoqin has already issued a statement severing the father-daughter relationship with Zhu An'an. Zhu An'an was wailing and screaming, so I knocked her out because she was too noisy; Zhu Chaoqin and Feng Mingyue didn't care."

Just as he finished speaking, Zhu Chaoqin and Feng Mingyue came chasing out from the villa gate, supporting each other.

The people in the car remained unmoved.

Feng Mingyue rushed up to pat the car window regardless of everything, even though she knew this was Sheng Yu's car and that an ordinary person could hardly imagine the consequences of angering Sheng Yu.

But she was truly afraid that if they parted today, she would never see Zhu Yuan again.

"Yuanyuan, it was Mother who was muddled! Won't you forgive Mother just this once? Child, it was Mother's fault..."

Her crying and shouting came through the glass as if from a very far place.

The three men in the car all had their attention on Zhu Yuan.

Zhu Yuan didn't even give an extra glance, saying faintly: "Drive."

Just as Situ started the car, Zhu Chaoqin rushed up and spread his arms to block the front of the car.

He said with tears in his eyes, "Yuan... Yuanyuan, won't you give Dad a chance? I will definitely make it up to you properly. I will immediately send An'an to a place far, far away from us so she won't have another chance to ruin our family's affection. Won't you get out of the car and come home with Dad?"

"Situ, drive." Zhu Yuan yawned.

"Zhu Chaoqin is blocking the way." Situ didn't dare to actually hit and kill the man.

Zhu Yuan's tone was sparse and ordinary, "I believe in your driving skills."

Situ pursed his lips.

The car reversed rapidly, swerved to bypass Zhu Chaoqin, and then instantly shot out of the Zhu Family Villa like an arrow released from a bowstring.

Enzo, sitting in the front passenger seat, looked at Situ silently.

Tu Ge still had the nerve to say he was simple-minded.

He didn't even realize he had been PUA'd by Miss Zhu.

The car drove steadily on the main road.

Zhu Yuan turned her head to look out the car window. The night view outside gradually became richer, and the neon lights in the distance were reflected in her eyes.

"Are you hungry?"

The man beside her finally spoke.

Zhu Yuan said dully: "Not hungry."

"Afraid I'll say you're a pig?"

Zhu Yuan's brows flickered, and she retorted: "No matter how much I eat, I'm not a pig!"

"Do you want to eat Yucheng hotpot?"

Zhu Yuan instantly clenched her fingers, her nasal cavity felt sour, and she nodded, "Mm."

Sheng Yu looked at her reddened nose, reached out his large hand, and rubbed the top of her hair, "After we eat, I'll take you to find your grandfather."

Zhu Yuan choked out an "mm," then felt it was too embarrassing, so she quickly turned her head to look out the window and wiped away her tears quickly.

She missed home so much, missed Yucheng so much, missed her parents so much.

The car stopped at the most popular Yucheng hotpot restaurant in Kyoto.

After entering the private room, Zhu Yuan ordered the extremely spicy soup base, but then remembered Sheng Yu couldn't eat spicy food, so she temporarily changed it to a yin-yang pot.

Sheng Yu was just about to say he wouldn't eat it, but not knowing if it was because the name of the yin-yang pot made him feel inexplicably comfortable, he let her be.

Zhu Yuan also ordered a pot for Situ and Enzo.

The ordered dishes were all served.

Just as Zhu Yuan picked up her chopsticks, Sheng Yu, sitting opposite her, placed some vegetables that were slow to cook into the spicy pot, and then picked up tripe to blanch in the clear soup pot.

Watching him put the blanched tripe into her bowl, Zhu Yuan looked at him in disbelief.

"Surprised?" Sheng Yu didn't even lift his eyelids.

"A little." Zhu Yuan picked up the tripe, put it in her mouth, and chewed slowly.

Sheng Yu sneered, "Read fewer novels; I'm just a domineering CEO, not an idiot."

Zhu Yuan ate her vegetables silently, thinking of the embarrassment of her previous assumption that someone of his status lacked common sense in life, and how all the outrageous lies she had fabricated had been seen through by him one by one.

Except for the beginning when he let her eat the mild food to cushion her stomach, Sheng Yu let her eat the vegetables from the spicy pot afterward.

Zhu Yuan used to have no pressure eating the extremely spicy food because she had eaten this flavor since she was a child.

But tonight, as she ate, she felt the spiciness hurting the root of her tongue, and her throat felt blocked, hurting so much that she shed tears.

She shed tears while eating, "What kind of shop did you find? It's too spicy... I'm not crying, it's just too spicy..."

Sheng Yu's tone was very light, "I didn't say you were crying."

"You aren't allowed to think it in your heart either." Zhu Yuan wiped her tears in a disheveled manner.

Sheng Yu leaned against the back of the chair, watching her domineering and unaware self with composure.

She was so silly when she cried.

After finishing the hotpot, Zhu Yuan's beautiful eyes were swollen.

Yet her mood was suddenly enlightened.

Sheng Yu walked slowly behind her, and as soon as they reached the shop entrance, the cold wind blew the rain and snow over.

He strode forward and gathered her into his arms, and Situ opened an umbrella.

After getting into the car, Zhu Yuan, having eaten and drunk her fill, yawned five times in a row.

Inside the car, apart from Sheng Yu, Situ and Enzo were both infected by her, and the two of them also started yawning.

For a moment, the sound of yawning rose and fell inside the car.

Sheng Yu leaned against the seat back, forcibly suppressing his yawn, and closed his eyes with a cold, dark expression.

Suddenly, a thud was heard.

He opened his eyes and looked at the woman beside him who had fallen asleep from exhaustion and bumped her head against the car door.

Two plays today; she was tired.

Zhu Yuan's forehead hurt from the bump, and as she dazedly opened her eyes to rub it, a warm hand suddenly pressed against her forehead, rubbing it gently.

Subconsciously, she felt that this hand definitely could not be Sheng Yu's.

How could he possibly be gentle?

He had always been rough, overbearing, and completely lacking in tenderness toward her.

But if this scent wasn't Sheng Yu's, then whose could it be?

It was just like in front of the Zhu Family gate, when she was pulled into his arms the moment she shed tears.

Sheng Yu must be possessed.

"I want to find Grandpa..."

"I'll find him, I'll take you to find him." Sheng Yu's tone was disdainful, yet he pulled her closer.

He let her head rest on his lap and took off his overcoat to cover her with it.

Zhu Qi could not sleep because he was waiting for Zhu Yuan to return.

He had almost not been resuscitated today; Yuanyuan would not fail to come back to keep him company unless something had happened.

A light knocking sound came from outside the door.

The nurse carefully pushed the door open, and just as Zhu Qi was about to ask her if Yuanyuan had called back to give any instructions.

Suddenly, a tall figure walked in.

Zhu Qi's gaze paused, and then he saw Zhu Yuan, who was asleep in Sheng Yu's arms.

He kept a straight face, holding his breath, not daring to disturb Zhu Yuan.

Sheng Yu placed Zhu Yuan on another bed and tucked her in.

He watched as Sheng Yu pulled the curtain across, blocking Zhu Yuan from view.

Afterward, he walked to the side of his hospital bed and lowered his voice: "Zhu Lao Xiansheng."

Zhu Qi turned his head away and gave a cold snort, "Get out, and close the door."

Sheng Yu looked at him in silence, then turned and walked out.

Yet, just as he had taken two steps, Zhu Qi's aged voice came from behind.

"Stay away from our Yuanyuan, and stop pestering her."

The man who had reached the door paused in his steps.

He tilted his head slightly, his facial features deep and defined, and said in a low voice: "Impossible."