Shen Mingbei and Xiao Zhang had a good conversation; after knowing that ‘planting loquats’ stemmed from ‘dead wife’1, they couldn’t help but laugh aloud.
“It’s okay, outsiders don’t know about this. It’s just, next time Brother Shen wants to diss Lin, use an alt account.” This was also another reason why Xiao Zhang was secretly delighted; his Brother Shen was finally learning how to be eccentric. This was enough to annoy Lin.
Seeing how harmonious everyone was, they probably thought Brother Shen was simply ‘playing around’ with gardening.
After he arrived at the bank, Shen Mingbei stopped replying to Xiao Zhang’s texts and took out the money from his certificate of deposit; looking at the time, Shen Mingbei decided to directly go to his aunt’s home with a bag of fruits.
Shen Xin was a little surprised when she opened the door for him; she wiped her hands over her apron and smiled. “Xiao-bei, why are you here?”
After the shock wore off, Shen Xin took the fruits from his hands and handed him a pair of slippers.
Shen Mingbei stopped his aunt from bending over and changed into the slippers himself; he was back in this unfamiliar ‘home’.
Since his parents passed away, fifteen-year-old Shen Mingbei moved in and was protected by his aunt. He’d seen his aunt’s experiences with hardship, so he had no way to act cruelly towards her. If he helped her, he’d just be a little tight in money; when the compensation money for《Feng Yue》arrived, he’d slowly recover.
In the end, he couldn’t just watch his aunt suffer.
Shen Xin poured a glass of water for Shen Mingbei; instead of continuing her work in the kitchen, she went to call out Ran Yisheng from the bedroom.
“Old Ran, Xiao-bei came over.” Shen Xin’s manner of speaking was completely relaxed, indicating she knew the reason for Shen Mingbei’s visit; at least, it’d be less difficult for her compared to yesterday when she came back empty-handed.
Shen Mingbei sat on the living room couch. His aunt was actually very diligent – the coffee table was very clean. However, the damage on the surface wasn’t something that a rag could clean off.
“Old Ran, Old Ran, Yisheng…” His aunt’s voice faintly came out from the bedroom. Shen Mingbei thought that if his aunt left Ran Yisheng in the future, he’d buy a bigger house in the future so she could live with him.
When Ran Yisheng came out, his body was suffused with the scent of alcohol; when he faced Shen Mingbei, he pulled up a smile.
“Xiao-bei is here. There was a dinner party last night, so I drank too much.” There was the scent of alcohol, but not so much drunkenness. He acted quite good-natured in front of Shen Mingbei, using the same gentle appearance he wore when he asked to marry Shen Xin.
After Ran Yisheng walked over he sat closely beside Shen Mingbei, but Sheng Mingbei tried to avoid it; he looked at Shen Xin next to him and stopped insisting.
Instead, he said to Shen Mingbei, “Uncle I don’t have any other skills, just a lot of friends. I’ve recently found a good project that’ll definitely make lots of money. Xiao-bei, you can just invest in it with ease – if you’re worried about loaning to me, you can act as a shareholder…”
“I’m your uncle, can I possibly lie to you? If you don’t believe in me, then you should believe in Shen Xin, right? You’re blood relatives…”
“Xiao-bei, you’re making a lot of money right now, but which celebrity could stay popular for a thousand days? Use this opportunity whilst you still have money to make some financial investments; this way, you’ll still have something to rely on in the future…”
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