The landlord has multiple personalities and wants everyone to pay him.

The car I ordered has arrived; now it's time for the family dinner.

Ye Shu and Xia Qing both really liked Chen San San. Although they weren't much older than Chen San San, in their eyes, Chen San San's personality was like that of a child who hadn't grown up. She wasn't annoying at all and was quite cute.

But Chen San San is a sensible girl with a keen eye. She knows exactly when to get involved and when to disappear.

As a seasoned shipper and one of the biggest CP leaders in the Ye An group, my most basic professional ethic is to never be annoying.

If you really annoy people, forget about getting any more fan service; you won't even have a chance to show your face anymore. Wouldn't that be like shooting yourself in the foot?

Although Ye Shu and Xia Qing invited her to dinner, Chen San San still carried her camera bag, displaying an old-fashioned demeanor.

"Manager, Xia Qing... I'll be leaving now. I won't be joining your family banquet. I need to get back and finish the videos and photos. I'll send them to you later. Goodbye."

After she finished speaking, the car she had called arrived. As soon as she got in, the car sped away, leaving her with nothing but a carefree act, concealing her good deeds and fame.

Ye Shu's uncles also had to leave, because the place where they worked was quite far from Nancheng. The key was that they were really too busy with work. They had to squeeze out time these past few days, and in the end, they only had a few days left, and all of that time was wasted on the road.

At this point, some people might ask, why not take a plane? Planes are so much faster!

It's getting hot, and more tourists are coming to the south of the city. A plane ticket costs several hundred yuan, and with all the other fees, it easily adds up to almost a thousand yuan. It's really hard to bear.

They took a taxi directly from the winery entrance to the train station.

Before getting into the car, the two of them each took out a red envelope and gave it to Ye Shu. Although it wasn't as generous as Sister Chen Xing's, it was a small gift with a lot of meaning.

The two uncles are also struggling financially, and their sons are both getting married soon, so they have a lot of expenses. It's already a good thing that they came to support them.

As for red envelopes, I don't know what others think, but in Ye Shu's view, they are just a symbol. Anyway, they have to be returned in the future. Do you really think that just because someone gives them to you, they are yours?

If someone gives you 600 this time, can you give them less next time they need something?

Ultimately, it's just a token gesture; it's enough to show some respect. If you're really hoping to get rich by accepting red envelopes, you're really delusional.

Xiaoxue's relatives had all left, and some of them, including those who had been cut off from An Jianxing because of Xiaoxue's problems, also came.

An Jianxing had sent them the invitations himself. It would be a pity if his family couldn't all be there for his daughter's important life event.

After all these years, An Jianxing took the initiative to lower himself and contact them. Fortunately, these people also knew An Jianxing's attitude. This time, they only came to attend the wedding, nothing more. They gave him face, eased the tension, and left without saying anything.

Grandpa An Hongyi also left, and they didn't go back for dinner together. The reason wasn't that they didn't get along, nor was it anything else; it was because there was a limited-time event in the game today, and it was the last day. If they missed it, it would be gone, and it was giving away rare, limited-edition equipment...

Upon hearing this reason, Ye Shu's lips twitched like Nicholas Zhao Si's.

To be honest, sometimes he really felt that this old man was younger than himself.

He spends all his time either playing computer games or chugging Coke. This is hardly the kind of thing a man in his fifties or sixties should be doing.

However, no one in this world has stipulated what an old man should do. There's no law that says people over sixty can't play games, can't drink carbonated beverages, or can't be shot. There isn't, is there?

Thinking about this, Ye Shu looked at himself again. A young man in his early twenties, he had lost interest in all games. In online terms, this was called cyber impotence. He would pick up his phone all day, and if no one was chatting with him, he didn't know what to do except watch videos. He was living more like an old man than An Hongyi.

This world is really upside down; the young live like old men, and the old men live like young men.

"What are you thinking about?"

Ye Shu was contemplating the true meaning of life when he suddenly felt his left cheek being pinched and pulled to the side, pulling him out of the philosophical dilemma of "young old man and old lad".

Xia Qing sat next to him, her eyes wide, grabbed his face, and fiercely leaned close to ask:

"Ye Shu, what are you spacing out for? Hmm? Confess honestly, are you reminiscing about last night?"

"No, really no, I swear to God, Sister Xia Qing."

Ye Shu quickly shook his head. He was joking. He wasn't some kind of repressed man who controlled his own head with his small head. Was it really necessary?

While I did grow last night, and I really did... well, it's not like I had nothing else on my mind, is it?

Xia Qing clearly didn't believe her, and she forcefully tugged at Ye Shu's face again, warning him:

"I don't care if you're genuinely not thinking about it or not, let me tell you, this is my time, Xia Qing's time, not Xiao Xue's! If you dare to think about what happened with her last night in front of me, that's cheating! Marital infidelity! Emotional infidelity! You scumbag!"

The driver in front, who had been driving quite attentively, turned down the music playing in his car after hearing this and kept glancing back in the rearview mirror.

Who would have thought that I'd hear such juicy gossip while doing a job today?

This kid's got something! Wow, judging from the venue, he just got married yesterday, right? He just got married and already has another woman outside? And this girl seems alright, she even knows what she's doing.

Knowing this is one thing, but what's most terrifying is this young girl's reaction. Instead of catching the mistress or getting a divorce, she's... vying for the man's affection?

Holy crap, who is this kid? This is Su Daji! Where did this succubus come from?

Ye Shu also noticed the driver's gaze in the rearview mirror. He felt a little embarrassed and could roughly understand that the driver had misunderstood.

The driver's eyes held a conflicting expression, a mixture of disdain and envy.

Ye Shu didn't even bother to explain. Why should I explain? Instead, he suddenly wanted to show off a little, like reaching out to pull Xia Qing into his arms, giving her a kiss, then raising an eyebrow at the rearview mirror and uttering that incredibly pretentious line:

"You want to learn? I'll teach you."

However, Ye Shu didn't dare to do it. He was afraid that the driver wouldn't be able to handle it and would twist the steering wheel, causing the car to fly off the overpass and take him down with him.

He turned to Xia Qing and whispered coaxingly:

"No, no, you wouldn't dare say that. How could I?"

Xia Qing snorted and added sharply to Ye Shu:

"If I find out, I'll chop that thing up and feed it to potato chips."