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"Oh, here it comes."

Zhiyi shook her head, clearing her mind of those chaotic thoughts, and got into the car.

The moment the car door closed, a rush of cool air hit me, mixed with a faint woody scent—the scent of Lu Zichuan.

She fastened her seatbelt and caught a glimpse of the man's long, slender fingers resting on the steering wheel, his knuckles distinct, and a few faint blue veins visible on the back of his hand.

Along the way, the people in the car chatted casually.

Pei Jin was a natural livener, chatting animatedly about everything from recently released movies to a newly opened restaurant, gesturing and pointing with great enthusiasm. Shen Haozhi would occasionally chime in with a few words; he had a loud voice, a hearty laugh, and a carefree spirit. Even Lu Zichuan would occasionally respond, his deep voice blending into the background like the lingering notes of a cello—unassuming yet impossible to ignore.

Shen Zhiyi was secretly worried that her brother and Lu Zichuan were not very familiar with each other, and what if the conversation became awkward? She had thought of several topics before setting off.

None of them came in handy, which made her feel inexplicably relieved, and she also wanted to laugh a little. She never expected that her brother, who was a shy person before going abroad, would have such good social skills after staying abroad for a few years.

The car drove smoothly, and the street scene outside the window kept receding.

As Shen Zhiyi looked at the map, she suddenly realized something was wrong. She clearly hadn't sent Lu Zichuan the address of her new home, but the destination shown on the navigation screen was clearly heading towards her new home area.

Moreover, the more I walked this road, the more familiar I became; it was just around the next intersection.

She turned to the driver's seat, puzzled. "Mr. Lu, how did you know my new home is this way?"

As soon as he finished speaking, Pei Jin, who had been talking animatedly, suddenly stopped, her eyes widening like a cat whose tail had been stepped on, and looked nervously at Lu Zichuan.

Shen Zhiyi is still unaware that the house belongs to Lu Zichuan.

Given her personality, if she knew that she had also received a favor from Lu Zichuan in this matter, she might stubbornly refuse to stay. Pei Jin had witnessed her strong-willed nature firsthand.

But Lu Zichuan, standing beside him, didn't even blink. His gaze remained fixed straight ahead, his long fingers tapping lightly on the steering wheel as he effortlessly concocted a lie: "Didn't Xiao Jin say before that he also wanted to rent the apartment you wanted?"

"Perfect timing, I was the one who went with him to see it."

"Remember the location."

His flawless answer earned him a mental thumbs-up from Pei Jin in the back row.

Shen Zhiyi nodded, her doubts dispelled, and she secretly breathed a sigh of relief.

She thought... never mind, it's nothing.

She was probably overthinking it.

Just then, she suddenly slapped her forehead, frowning in annoyance, "Oh no, I forgot to send Meimei the address!"

She quickly picked up her phone, swiping her finger across the screen, about to dial Tan Gui's number, when she heard Shen Haozhi's voice behind her: "No need to call, she's already here."

"Hmm?" Shen Zhiyi turned around, a hint of suspicion flashing in her eyes, her gaze landing on her brother's face. "How did you know?"

Shen Haozhi was relaxing in the back seat, legs crossed, left leg on top of right, swinging back and forth, enjoying the comfort of the luxury car seat, with a casual smile on his lips.

Seeing Shen Zhiyi turn around, he immediately realized that he seemed to have let something slip. His swinging leg suddenly stiffened, and the expression on his face froze for a moment.

"Yesterday..." His eyes darted around for a moment, he scratched the back of his head, and said in a deliberately casual tone, "I was chatting with her at the hospital, and I just casually told her your address. She said she gets off work at 1 a.m. and will go straight there after work. I guess she should be there by now."

As he spoke, his hand unconsciously tightened around his phone; the screen was still lit, displaying a message from Tan Gui:

"I've arrived and I'm waiting for you downstairs."

Shen Haozhi quickly turned off his phone screen, stuffed it into his pocket, and a small red mark appeared on his earlobe. Fortunately, the car was dimly lit, so no one noticed.

"Oh, I see." Shen Zhiyi nodded and put her phone back in her pocket. But as soon as her fingers went in, she felt something was off. She turned her head, her gaze lingering on her brother's face for two seconds: "I was thinking of asking you yesterday, when did you and Qingqing become so close?"

Hao Zhi, who had just breathed a sigh of relief, now felt a surge of anger again.

He touched the back of his neck and smiled casually, "Well, I've been taking care of Mom at the hospital these past few days. Tan Gui comes over whenever she has free time, and we've gotten to know each other over time."

He spoke frankly, but the hand resting on his knee unconsciously pulled back slightly.

"Really?" Shen Zhiyi blinked thoughtfully, then suddenly turned to face the back seat, her tone inquisitive: "Did you see her being close to anyone at the hospital?"

Shen Haozhi pretended to think for a moment and said, "Hmm? No, she's focused entirely on her work, and she doesn't seem to have many friends."

"Wasn't there a single handsome guy who brought her food, water, or flowers?" Shen Zhiyi pressed, her tone growing increasingly urgent.

She asked Tan Gui about her boyfriend several times, but that brat was very tight-lipped and wouldn't reveal a single word. She still doesn't know who he is!

Tan Gui is her best friend. If she were to be deceived by some unknown man, she would definitely grab a knife and rush over to kill him!

Seeing Shen Zhiyi's expression, as if she wanted to dig someone out of the house, Shen Haozhi unconsciously swallowed, a thin layer of sweat quietly seeping down his back: "N-no... She usually eats in the cafeteria, and there's water in the office too. She's so busy she's practically flying, how could she have time to receive flowers?"

As they were talking, Lu Zichuan, who had been focused on driving, glanced at him briefly in the rearview mirror.

Their eyes met silently in the rearview mirror.

Lu Zichuan's gaze was calm and profound, as if he could see right through a person at a glance.

Shen Haozhi felt that there was a certain understanding in that gaze, as if all his guilt and pretense had been seen through by this man.

He abruptly looked away, his heart skipping a beat.

He switched the leg he was crossing, deliberately relaxed his shoulders, and looked out the window with feigned ease, exclaiming loudly, "What a beautiful day! Zhizhi, you've chosen a lucky day to move; you're sure to have good fortune from now on!"

These words struck a chord with Shen Zhiyi.

She looked up out the window. The sun was shining brightly but not scorching. A few soft white clouds floated in the blue sky, and a gentle breeze blew in through the half-open car window, carrying the refreshing coolness unique to early autumn.

It's definitely a nice day, like a good omen.

"Yes, yes, yes," Pei Jin immediately chimed in, leaning between the two seats in the front row, practically sticking half her body out: "Zhizhi, this is a good omen. You'll definitely have smooth sailing in the future. Don't forget me then!"

"Right, Zichuan?"

Just then, a red light came on ahead, and the car slowly came to a stop in the middle of the road.

Lu Zichuan stepped on the brake and turned around.

His very light pupils appeared exceptionally clear in the afternoon sunlight, like melted amber, and he was gazing intently at Shen Zhiyi.

"Mm," he said, his voice low and steady, as if making a solemn promise, "Things will definitely get better and better from now on."