Cry louder, I can't hear you.

Yun Qiao made a phone call in front of the two of them.

Half a minute passed.

"No one answered."

She showed the two of them her phone screen to prove she wasn't lying.

Ni Ping was unwilling to give up and quickly said, "Try it again, he might have been busy just now."

Yun Qiao made a second call right in front of them.

Still no one answered.

Yun Zhenxing snorted, annoyed. "Are you just trying to brush us off? Is this his phone number?"

Yun Qiao blinked, looking innocent and puzzled:

"Dad, what you're saying is strange. I'm overjoyed that you're inviting Mr. Shen to dinner; how could I possibly be going to do that?"

Yun Zhenxing choked for a moment, then quickly realized that he had been judging others by his own standards. He knew that he had invited Shen Suwei over to pave the way for Qingqing, but Yun Qiao did not know that, so how could she not cooperate with him?

Feeling somewhat guilty, Yun Zhenxing cleared his throat:

"Then, when Mr. Shen has some free time, ask him when he'll be available to come over for dinner."

"Okay, Dad."

Yun Qiao politely dismissed the two.

But she didn't call Shen Suwei at all that night.

She didn't even make a call for two days in a row.

Every time Yun Zhenxing asked her, she would feign disappointment and reply, "Mr. Shen said he's busy."

After several attempts, Yun Zhenxing began to consider giving up on the plan.

He did not doubt Yun Qiao's reasoning.

After all, Shen Suwei manages such a large company all by himself. Even though he is blind and lame, the company has been able to stand strong for so many years, which means he must be very busy.

He completely understood why Shen Suwei would reject Yun Qiao.

Yun Qiao is of no value whatsoever; who would waste their time on her?

The more Yun Zhenxing thought about it, the more he felt that the plan was going to fail.

He was ready to give up, but that morning, just as he was about to go to work, he received a call from an unknown number.

"I am Shen Suwei."

"...Mr. Shen?"

……

Yun Qiao has recently been considering starting her own business.

After all, I'll be staying here for three years, so I can't just do nothing every day.

She left early and returned late for several days in a row.

I went out as usual today.

I'm standing by the roadside thinking about what kind of shop to open.

Yun Zhenxing called, his tone unusually warm and urgent:

"Xiaoyun, come home early tonight."

He hung up the phone without explaining why.

Yun Qiao was completely baffled, wondering what he was up to, but considering that she might need his financial support to start her business, she didn't want to turn against him now.

I went home early that night.

But as soon as he entered the house, he sensed that something was wrong.

The house was cleaned inside and out, and there were even several pots of very beautiful orchids in the foyer.

It wasn't there this morning.

The strangest one was Lin Qingqing. She was wearing a light pink dress, her hair was styled in an exquisite braid, and she had applied a full set of light makeup. She looked like she was going to attend a banquet.

Yun Qiao looked her up and down, her gaze lingering for a moment on the pair of priceless pearls on her earlobes, and couldn't help but speak:

"...Do you have a date tonight?"

"Huh?" Lin Qingqing was taken aback. She looked down at her skirt and smiled a little embarrassedly. "No, cousin, I was just thinking that Mr. Shen is a guest, after all. I can't dress too casually and seem disrespectful."

As she spoke, she reached up to tidy her temples, revealing a shy smile.

Yun Qiao's heart skipped a beat. "Mr. Shen?"

Just as a sense of foreboding crept into my heart, the butler's delighted voice came from behind me:

"Sir, Mr. Shen has arrived!"

Yun Qiao froze for a moment, then turned around abruptly.

The light from outside streamed into the foyer and fell directly on that tall, slender figure.

Shen Suwei sat in a wheelchair, being pushed by Xiang Lin, and slowly stepped across the threshold.

As if sensing Yun Qiao's gaze, he slightly turned his head and "looked" at her.

The moment their eyes met, Yun Qiao's breath hitched slightly, and her expression turned somewhat unpleasant.

She didn't move or say hello.

Yun Zhenxing, however, had already warmly greeted him: "Mr. Shen, it's an honor to have you here! Come, come, let me help you with your cart—"

He was about to grab the wheelchair handles when Xiang Lin coldly refused, "No need, I'll push you."

Yun Zhenxing's smile froze slightly. He glanced at Shen Suwei, and seeing that Shen Suwei didn't say anything, he could only suppress his displeasure with Xiang Lin and continue to force a smile.

"Alright, alright, I'll show you the way."

His tone was incredibly solicitous.

Ni Ping followed closely behind, her voice gentle and courteous: "Mr. Shen, you must be tired from your journey. Please come in and have a seat. Tea and snacks have been prepared at home. The snacks were made by my niece, Qingqing."

Standing behind Ni Ping, Lin Qingqing lowered her head slightly upon hearing this, revealing a shy yet obedient smile: "I'm not a professional at it, it's just a hobby."

Yun Qiao stood on the periphery of the crowd, looking at these people, and was momentarily amazed.

She always thought she was pretty good at flattery.

Unexpectedly, someone was even better than her.

In front of these people, she was simply showing off her limited skills.

However, at this moment, she suddenly understood why Shen Suwei always looked at her with that kind of gaze whenever she tried to curry favor with him.

...That's too obvious.

How stupid do you have to be to not see that?

The belated embarrassment made Yun Qiao want to find a hole to crawl into and disappear...

"Miss Yun, are you there?"

Shen Suwei suddenly spoke. His gaze didn't fall on anyone's face, but he tilted his head slightly, as if trying to identify something, and happened to look in Yun Qiao's direction.

Upon hearing this, everyone turned to look at Yun Qiao.

Yun Zhenxing urged impatiently, "Xiao Yun, what are you standing there for? Come over and greet Mr. Shen!"

Yun Qiao cursed Shen Suwei a hundred and eighty times in her heart before reluctantly walking over:

"Mr. Shen, it's been a long time."

Shen Suwei smiled slightly, his voice gentle:

"It has indeed been a long time. How have you been, Miss Yun?"

Yun Qiao smiled insincerely: "It's fine, thank you for your concern, Mr. Shen."

Ni Ping didn't want Shen Suwei's attention to stay on Yun Qiao, so he seized the opportunity to interject:

"The food is ready, shall we eat first?"

Yun Qiao was also eager for Shen Suwei to divert attention, and upon hearing this, she quickly chimed in, "Yes, let's eat first."

Shen Suwei smiled slightly at this, but didn't say anything.

The group quickly moved to the restaurant.

Just as Ni Ping was about to arrange for Lin Qingqing to sit next to Shen Suwei, Shen Suwei suddenly said:

"I'm blind, so I might need someone to help me get food. Miss Yun, could you sit next to me?"

Ni Ping and Lin Qingqing's expressions stiffened slightly. Lin Qingqing looked at Ni Ping, then at Yun Zhenxing, unsure whether to sit or stand.

Shen Suwei, however, seemed unaware of this and continued:

"When we last met, Miss Yun helped me pick up some food, and I'm used to it now."

"Miss Yun, may I sit next to you?"