Nyoi-Bo Studio

  Nyoi-Bo Studio

  Shen Zhilie couldn’t help but do a doubletake when he saw Ye Qianqian’s face. He was slightly surprised. She looked exactly like Youyou. So this was his type, wasn’t it?

  “Call him big brother,” Shen Zhilie said. He hugged Ye Qianqian from behind and flashed a bright smile.

  When Shen Luoan saw Shen Zhilie’s behavior, he smiled and whispered under his breath, “Idiot.”


  “Hey, what do you mean by idiot?” Shen Zhilie hugged Ye Qianqian and gave him a kick. “My wife is here. Please mind your language.”


  Shen Luoan unbuttoned and removed his coat, then hung it up. When he heard what Shen Zhilie said, he gave him a sidelong glance. “Hum.”


  Shen Zhilie was feeling annoyed. “Let’s go,” he mumbled, then took Ye Qianqian to the kitchen so they could wash their hands. “Ignore him.”


  Ye Qianqian didn’t want to talk to him anyway. She wasn’t all that fond of Shen Luoan, especially after finding out about his awful relationship with Shen Manting.

  Fortunately, she didn’t see Shen Luoan very often.

  When Ye Youyou and Shen Luoan became husband and wife, Ye Qianqian had only seen him from a distance, and even after Ye Youyou divorced him, Ye Qianqian had only met him once or twice.

  Their paths didn’t cross often.

  But there was unpleasant tension between Shen Luoan and Ye Qianqian when Shen Manting ran away from home, so when Ye Qianqian saw that Shen Luoan was ignoring her for the moment, she relaxed a little.

  After washing their hands, Ye Qianqian and Shen Zhilie sat down at the table together with several other members of the Shen family.

  “It’s Chinese New Year’s day,” Shen Longyue said. “Our family can come together and eat together blissfully. It’s truly a blessing.” Shen Longyue smiled endearingly as he looked at his family. He was very content.

  Then, Shen Longyue looked at Ye Qianqian and said, “Qianqian, we weren’t sure what type of dishes you usually like to eat. Your aunt has prepared some homemade southern dishes for you. She went all the way down to the Southern Restaurant, and for several days learned from the chefs about how to brew soup…… You should have a taste.”


  Ye Qianqian was flattered. Hearing this, she subconsciously looked at Mrs. Shen.

  Mrs. Shen looked embarrassed and said, “Well, I was just interested in the dish. Don’t listen to your uncle. Anyway, you should definitely taste it. It should be delicious.”


  Ye Qianqian was touched. She thought the Shen family wasn’t particularly welcoming of her. She didn’t expect Mrs. Shen to do all of this for her.

  Was she just being too uptight about the whole situation, like Shen Zhilie said?

  Mrs. Shen picked up a soup bowl and filled it with soup for Ye Qianqian.

  Ye Qianqian quickly took it and said, “Thank you, Auntie.”


  “Qianqian, how do you celebrate Chinese New Year in the South? Is it different from the customs here?” Shen Longyue asked.

  Indeed, Ye Qianqian didn’t know how people usually celebrated the New Year in the capital, but how could she not know how people celebrated the New Year in her own hometown?

  Ye Qianqian loosened up at the topic and began talking about the customs in her hometown.

  One couldn’t tell whether Shen Longyue and Mrs. Shen were genuinely interested in what she was saying or if they were just pretending to be intrigued, but it seemed like they were serious.

  Shen Luoan glanced at Ye Qianqian, then suddenly touched Shen Zhilie. As if recalling something out of the blue, he asked, “What’s your girlfriend’s name?”


  Shen Zhilie felt a little confused. He looked at Shen Luoan and asked, “Don’t you already know her?”


  The thing was that he had often talked about Ye Qianqian at home. No matter what, it seemed quite impossible for his brother to not even know her name by now, didn’t it?

  “I didn’t notice. I forgot.”


  It was typical of him. He wasn’t interested in anything other than his own interests.

  Shen Zhilie pouted his lips and said, “Ye Qianqian is your ex-wife Ye Youyou’s twin sister.”