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Chapter 514 Thanks
Although it's unclear what Yi Zhiwei is thinking right now, that gaze is definitely not one of gratitude, but rather one of looking down on a junior.

Moreover, his gaze kept shifting back and forth between himself and Yi Wenna.

Ai Liang realized something and was speechless.

"Where is your RV parked now?" Yi Zhiwei asked.

Ai Liang didn't hide anything and answered directly, "In the parking lot near my home."

"That's it."

Yi Zhiwei nodded, then took a card out of his shirt pocket and pushed it in front of Ai Liang.

"It's not good to always leave the RV parked in the parking lot when it's not in use. This is a membership card for a car dealership near Garden Road, which is valid at Qianhua.

Leaving my car with them means I can get free, regular cleaning, water top-ups, and maintenance. It'll save me a lot of preparation work when I go on road trips during holidays.

While you're treating people to a meal, you still need to give them a thank-you gift.

They nipped the danger in the bud, and you think such a huge favor can be settled with just a meal?

Of course not.

The dining table is merely a place for communication, a place to eat, discuss business, and exchange feelings; it has no other added value.

Ai Liang's RV was a birthday gift from his mother, and all the paperwork was in order.

But there was no membership card available for long-term cleaning and maintenance.

I guess they thought Ai Liang was still in school and wouldn't use it very often, so they didn't set it up.

Instead of the usual practice of giving luxury goods to show off his generosity, Yi Zhiwei carefully selected a suitable gift based on Ai Liang's actual needs.

After all, he wasn't there to discuss business.

Ai Liang didn't stand on ceremony with Yi Zhiwei and accepted the gift as a token of her gratitude.

Yi Zhiwei nodded in satisfaction, then turned his gaze to Ye Qing and Yi Wenna beside Ai Liang.

Although Ai Liang deserves the main credit for capturing Peng Yuan this time, Ye Qing also contributed, so we shouldn't favor one over the other.

If Ye Qing hadn't taken Yi Wenna in, Peng Yuan might have already installed surveillance cameras in the dormitory.

"Xiao Qing, this is a gift for you."

Yi Zhiwei took out another card from his pocket, but this time it was a bank card.

Just as Ye Qing was about to decline, Yi Zhiwei, as if he had anticipated her refusal, immediately said, "Let me finish what I have to say first."

As you can probably tell from experience, Nana is quite a handful. I really can't rest easy with her living alone, and she's unwilling to rent a place or hire a housekeeper.

You're Nana's only friend all these years, and I'd like her to stay at your house temporarily during her high school years. I'd feel more at ease knowing you two have each other for company.

How about we use the money in this card for food expenses?

Thinking about her own situation, Ye Qing hesitated for a moment before declining, saying, "But I don't usually cook at home."

"Eating out is fine too..."

"Then you should look for...Ai Liang, I usually eat at his house."

Ye Qing decisively passed the buck to Ai Liang.

Yi Zhiwei: ?

Wait a minute, what's your relationship with him/her?
Yi Zhiwei didn't quite catch on for a moment.

Seeing Ye Qing frantically winking at her, Ai Liang decisively passed the buck back: "It doesn't matter if one more person or one less person is cooking, I'm fine with it."

Ye Qing: ( )
"Then I'm fine too."

After Ye Qing finished speaking, she kicked Ai Liang under the table, and then stuffed the bank card that Yi Zhiwei had handed over into Yi Wenna's hand.

Just as Yi Zhiwei was about to ask more questions, the waiter pushed a cart into the private room and began serving the dishes.

He had no choice but to swallow the question he wanted to ask.

The hot pot broth is made with hand-stirred ingredients, and it's a standard half-and half-and-half spicy broth hot pot.

The ingredients for the pot were all expensive: beef aorta, tripe, kidney slices, foie gras, black abalone, Iberian pork ribs, M9 Wagyu beef... On the entire table, apart from Ye Qing's bowl of rice, nothing was cheap.

This meal alone would be more than a normal person's salary of several thousand yuan could cover.

For working people, it's no exaggeration to say that a single bite can cover a day's wages.

There were five people at the table: Ai Liang and Ye Qing, Yi Zhiwei and his daughter, and a driver in charge of cooking.

Yi Zhiwei kept trying to strike up a conversation with Ai Liang.

All I got in return were perfunctory responses like "um," "oh," "yes," and "no."

Let's talk about some everyday life. Ai Liang skips the conversation with phrases like "I don't like to express my opinions," "I reserve my opinion," and "It has nothing to do with me."

When asked specific questions, the responses are often brief, such as "I don't know," "I don't remember," or "I can't be sure."

It's just like how speedrunners skip through the story.

Yi Zhiwei couldn't see even a trace of intention from Ai Liang to continue the conversation.

Even the most shameless businessman can't withstand such an unyielding attitude.

Fortunately, Ye Qing would occasionally chime in for Ai Liang, otherwise Yi Zhiwei would have been incredibly embarrassed.

Yi Zhiwei chose a hot pot restaurant as the venue for the banquet, hoping that everyone could chat and get to know each other better while eating hot pot.

But now it seems that he seriously underestimated the extent to which Yu Xin described Ai Liang as "slightly" bad at expressing herself.

This is digging a hole for yourself.

If I had known this would happen, I would have just gone to a hotel and ordered a bunch of ready-made dishes.

Ai Liang gently swished her chopsticks to cook the beef, while Ye Qing, sitting next to her, had already finished a large bowl of rice with foie gras and was now taking a bite of the pork chop.

Ye Qing didn't know whether the others were comfortable eating or not.

Anyway, apart from not being full, she ate quite comfortably.

An hour later, the rather awkward dinner party officially ended with Yi Wenna announcing that she had to go to class the next day.

After politely declining the driver's offer of a ride, Ai Liang hailed a taxi near the hot pot restaurant and drove off with the three of them.

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Monday morning.

Ai Liang closed the novel and prepared to go out to meet Ye Qing.

Because Yi Wenna hasn't gotten used to not having morning self-study yet, her biological clock makes her wake up around 5 a.m.

Half-asleep, Yi Wenna perfectly embodied her silly deer image, frantically running around the house.

They successfully woke up Ai Liang and Ye Qing.

This isn't the first time she's made a foolish mistake, but lifestyle habits can't be corrected overnight.

After reminding Yi Wenna, Ye Qing yawned and went back to her room to sleep.

Unlike Ye Qing, who chose to go back to sleep, Ai Liang did not lie down again after waking up. Instead, she washed up and chose to read a novel in the living room.

Sleep is just a formality; there's no need to force yourself to lie in bed with your eyes closed if you can't sleep.

Ai Liang changed into her school uniform and opened the door at just the right time.

Just as he was about to step out the door, a faint mental fluctuation swept past him.

The intensity of this mental wave was not high; it was not even strong enough to completely control the thoughts of a normal adult.

At most, it's just a hint, like reminding someone that they forgot their keys or wore their shirt inside out.

Coming so soon?
Ai Liang withdrew her foot and used her telekinesis to lock onto the figure hiding under the ginkgo tree downstairs.

Drinking wine like a pigeon, how many words can I compose? Like morning dew, the days gone by are fleeting and sorrowful…

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