Rebirth Starting as a Stock Market Enthusiast

Shen Fei stopped in his tracks.

Chen Yun and Shen Jianguo also paused.

Chen Xia and her family hadn't gone far yet and were about to get into their car when they heard the sound and instinctively turned around.

A person emerged from the shadows on the side of the courtyard.

White T-shirt, light blue jeans, hair tied in a low ponytail.

Xu Lu was holding a red envelope in her hand, standing prettily in front of the courtyard.

Chen Yun was taken aback at first, then her eyes lit up. Wasn't this Xu Lu?

But the next second, she saw Xu Lu walk quickly to Shen Fei's side, her voice light yet slightly reserved: "Brother Fei, are you leaving?"

"Hmm. Why did you come over?" Shen Fei looked at Xu Lu with some surprise. Based on his understanding of Xu Lu, he knew she definitely wouldn't dare to come over.

"Grandma...Grandma gave Aunt Chen a red envelope and asked me to deliver it."

Ms. Chen: "Brother Fei?"

Ms. Chen suddenly turned her head and stared at Shen Fei.

That brat is such a hypocrite! He clearly recognized Xu Lu in the car, but he acted like he didn't know her at all!

Chen Yun walked quickly to Xu Lu, took her little hand, and said with a smile, "Your name is Xu Lu, right? Are you tired of standing? Come on, Auntie will take you to find Aunt Chen."

Xu Lu was taken aback by this sudden enthusiasm.

She instinctively tried to back away, but Chen Yun held her tightly.

She stared blankly at Ms. Chen, whose smile was sincere and warm, and even the crow's feet at the corners of her eyes contained the kindness unique to middle-aged women.

Since my mother passed away... it has been a very, very long time since I have felt this kind of care.

Xu Lu suddenly felt a soreness in her nose.

Looking at Xu Lu beside her, with her bright eyes and white teeth, Ms. Chen seemed completely oblivious to Xu Lu's nervousness, and asked with a smile, "Your name is so beautiful, it has such a ladylike quality. Who named you that?"

Ms. Chen praised him and then asked naturally.

"Grandma."

Xu Lu was clearly not used to this style of conversation. She bit her lip and replied, her hands silently clenching the hem of her clothes.

"The older generation is very good at naming. My grandfather named Shen Fei, hoping that he would work hard and soar high in the future..."

Middle-aged women probably all have this ability: they can easily break down the other person's social barriers during casual conversation.

As they were chatting, Xu Lu suddenly turned her head and glanced at Shen Fei.

Shen Fei could sense a plea for help in Xu Lu's eyes. He returned a look that said, "I can't help you," implying that if she didn't want to talk, she could leave on her own and he wouldn't get involved.

He could roughly guess how Xu Lu was feeling at that moment.

The sudden, overwhelming outpouring of goodwill and concern is a huge shock to someone who is used to raising thorns to protect themselves.

It's like playing a game and losing continuously, then suddenly you win without even realizing it and get a pentakill, leaving you completely stunned.

Zhang Hao also stopped and looked over curiously.

His gaze was quickly drawn to Xu Lu.

When he was a child, he would visit his aunt's house with his parents and saw a girl in the next yard who was always very quiet and sometimes practiced dancing in the yard.

I was young then, and all I thought was that it looked good.

now.

Xu Lu, standing before me, was dressed in the simplest white shirt and blue pants, her long hair tied low, revealing her smooth, full forehead and slender neck.

She was being pulled sideways by Chen Yun, her figure upright, her waist cinched, and her long, straight legs beneath her jeans were ridiculously well-proportioned.

It's not the exaggerated kind of fleshiness, but rather the firm yet fluid lines formed by years of dance practice, from the shoulders to the waist, and then to the legs, like a beautiful and neat stroke of calligraphy.

She turned her head slightly and spoke to Chen Yun. Her narrow, upturned eyes looked flustered and bewildered, like a fawn blinded by bright light, showing a vulnerable and helpless expression.

Zhang Hao felt his throat was a little dry, his heart inexplicably skipped a few beats, and he couldn't bear to look away.

Is this... the older sister who lives next door to my aunt?

Holy crap, I remember this woman being incredibly feisty and fierce!

Why does she become so obedient like a little wife when she's with her aunt?

Seeing his son standing there motionless, Shen Jianguo nudged him with his elbow and whispered, "You little rascal... you know him, why didn't you say so?"

Shen Fei shrugged and said, "I never said I didn't know them!"

"hehe!"

Shen Jianguo had no idea what his son was thinking; wasn't he just afraid of being pressured to get married by Ms. Chen?

"hehe!"

Shen Fei awkwardly touched his nose, and could guess what his father was thinking.

On the other side, Ms. Chen pulled Xu Lu and walked into the yard. Chen Lan saw Xu Lu coming from a distance and came out to greet her.

"Lulu, why did you come alone? Where's your grandma?"

Xu Lu was still in a daze when she heard Chen Lan ask about her grandmother. She replied softly, "Ah! Aunt Chen, happy birthday! Grandma is taking a nap. She asked me to give you a red envelope."

"Oh dear! How could I bear to accept this?" Chen Lan dared not accept it this time. She pushed Xu Lu's hand, along with the red envelope, back to her, and said sternly, "Lulu, it's not easy for you and Grandma to make a living. How can Auntie take your money? Take it back quickly, or Auntie will get angry!"

After some initial refusals, Xu Lu took the red envelope, feeling somewhat at a loss.

She looked at Shen Fei for help, only to find him looking up at the structure of the eaves, as if to say, "I know nothing."

In the end, Chen Yun stepped in to smooth things over. She gently patted Xu Lu's hand and said softly, "Sister Lan is right, Lulu, listen to me, put it away quickly. The sentiment is enough."

Xu Lu had no choice but to stuff the red envelope back into her jeans pocket and quietly say "Oh".

Seeing that Chen Yun was still holding Xu Lu's hand tightly, looking as if she couldn't bear to part with it, Chen Lan's eyes lit up and a plan came to mind.

She smiled and said to Chen Yun, "Xiao Yun, you've come all this way, don't be in such a hurry to leave. Come in and sit down, have a cup of hot tea before you go."

These words sounded polite, but his eyes kept glancing at Xu Lu.

Chen Yun immediately understood her sister's meaning. She squeezed Xu Lu's hand and nodded repeatedly, "Yes, yes, no rush! I'm a little thirsty too. Lulu, come along and have a cup of tea with Auntie."

"I……"

Xu Lu was about to refuse when Chen Yun shut her up with an unquestionable look of loving eyes.

Shen Fei and Shen Jianguo exchanged a glance, and in each other's eyes they saw four words: surrender.

The two of them simultaneously raised their hands and rubbed their temples.

This isn't a tea ceremony; it's more like a joint trial.

The group was then warmly led to the stone tea table in the courtyard.

"Dapeng, stop playing with your crappy phone and come brew some good tea for your aunt and cousin!" Chen Lan shouted into the house.

A dark-skinned, stocky young man came out of the house in response to the call. He was wearing a simple gray jacket and had a kind smile on his face.

"Auntie, Uncle." He greeted them politely first, then turned to Shen Fei with a grin, "Feizi, come and have some tea too."