Lunch Date, Aunt Qimeng's Caring Concern

Xia Yiwei's talent in certain aspects was truly astonishing.

She knew exactly how to grasp Lin Yu's thoughts.

Pulling off such a fancy combo so early in the morning caught him completely off guard.

Calm down, calm down...

If this continued, he wouldn't be able to get any real work done all day!

Lin Yu originally hadn't even planned to reply.

But Xia Yiwei showed no intention of letting him off the hook.

Two more voice messages popped up in quick succession.

This time, they weren't harassing messages.

It was just that the content of the messages made it hard for Lin Yu not to overthink.

"Xia Yiwei (Voice Message): Little Master, how about I treat you to lunch today? I heard your group doesn't have any shooting scheduled for today, so you're free anyway."

"Xia Yiwei (Voice Message): I've already booked the place, it's at Huachuan Restaurant! I'm treating you to a good meal to nourish your body."

Lin Yu: "..."

Offering unwarranted hospitality usually hides ulterior motives!

She inquired about Lin Yu's schedule in advance and even booked the restaurant beforehand?

This was clearly forcing Lin Yu's hand; regardless of whether he agreed or not, she had already arranged the dining spot.

It was as if Lin Yu finding an excuse to refuse would be a slap in Xia Yiwei's face.

No matter how he looked at it, he felt that Xia Yiwei was digging a pit for him!

Tsk...

Could she be planning to make a move in the restaurant?

After arranging the antique handover at noon, there wasn't anything special to do anyway.

Having a meal with Xia Yiwei to see what kind of tricks she was playing wasn't out of the question.

Lin Yu pondered for a moment, then replied with a message agreeing to it.

...

After replying to the messages of two other sect friends, the last one was a new message from Huang Feiya!

She was asking where she should meet Lin Yu.

Originally, Lin Yu thought telling Huang Feiya the apartment's address directly wouldn't be a big deal.

After all.

Even the system's assessment of her was a neutral description.

Revealing something like his address wouldn't count as actively putting himself in danger.

But this idea was unanimously opposed by the three women at Wubao Pavilion last night.

In the end, the three of them discussed and decided he should meet her at the entrance of a supermarket near their home.

Lin Yu sent the supermarket's location to Huang Feiya.

He then chatted enthusiastically for a while with a few other sect friends who had replied.

A little past eight in the morning.

Lin Yu went downstairs to the first-floor lobby.

Normally at this time, Aunt Qimeng should have already gone to work at the flower shop.

Today was surprisingly different; at this hour, she was actually chatting with Aunt Ruxue in the dining room.

"Good morning, you two aunts!"

"Do you have any special plans for today? Getting ready to go out and have fun together?"

Lin Yu entered the dining room, curiously greeting the two aunts.

Du Ruxue looked at Lin Yu with profound meaning.

Then, she said straightforwardly:

"The two of us don't have any plans today. We haven't gone to work yet because we are waiting for an important person to wake up."

Chen Qimeng quickly pinched Du Ruxue's arm.

Lin Yu instantly understood.

So Aunt Qimeng was waiting for him!

Just waiting blindly without even sending a WeChat message to urge him.

What if Lin Yu hadn't come home last night? She would have waited in vain!

To be honest.

Lin Yu could somewhat guess why Aunt Qimeng was waiting for him.

What happened last night at the ghost market street was truly a bit beyond Aunt Qimeng's comprehension.

The Little Yu she knew was inexplicably tied to the antique circle.

How could it not be bizarre?

After moving into the apartment, Chen Qimeng felt she knew Lin Yu very well.

She constantly paid attention to him in every aspect.

Little Yu selling antiques? And receiving exceptional respect from people in the circle.

If someone else had told Chen Qimeng about this, she would definitely think they were mistaken.

It was completely unrelated to the Little Yu of their family!

However, such an outrageous thing was laid out right in front of her, making it impossible not to believe.

Of course.

Chen Qimeng staying at home in the morning wasn't to interrogate Lin Yu about what was going on.

But rather out of concern that the incident in Rongrong's family was too big, and Little Yu getting involved would bring trouble upon himself.

If he could help solve it, that would naturally be a good thing.

In case he couldn't, she didn't want Little Yu to get hurt.

It was just that Chen Qimeng hadn't found the right words to bring this matter up with Little Yu.

Last night, she chatted late into the night with Du Ruxue, asking her to help come up with ideas.

Given Du Ruxue's personality...

The result was naturally imaginable.

Her ideas were all about laying the cards on the table and talking openly with Lin Yu.

They were all family, what couldn't be said out in the open?

That was indeed true in principle.

But it wasn't Chen Qimeng's style of doing things.

Du Ruxue even suggested something else.

If it was inconvenient for Chen Qimeng to speak directly, she could do it on her behalf.

This suggestion was similarly vetoed by Chen Qimeng.

Thus.

It led to the scene of waiting this morning.

Lin Yu couldn't guess all those details, but he understood Aunt Qimeng's personality.

She would never directly express anything that might potentially hurt Lin Yu.

At this very moment.

She still simply said:

"Little Yu, I wanted to tell you..."

"If the situation with Rongrong's family is very troublesome and you need my help with anything, you can tell me anytime."

"I might not be able to offer much help, but... but as long as there is something I can do, I will definitely do my best."

"I know you care a lot about your friends, but please be careful and protect yourself!"

After saying this, Chen Qimeng wore an expression of relief.

Phew...

The words weighing on her heart were finally spoken.

The heavy boulder had finally landed!

If she hadn't said it and kept it bottled up inside.

She wouldn't have been able to work at the flower shop with peace of mind at all.

She would just be on edge all day, wanting to find out what Little Yu was up to.

After hearing this, Lin Yu felt extremely touched.

Even knowing that the problem Lin Yu was facing was beyond her capabilities.

Aunt Qimeng was still able to sincerely say these words to Lin Yu.

Such deep affection.

How could Lin Yu not understand?

Ignoring Du Ruxue beside them, he walked straight up to Chen Qimeng.

Chen Qimeng: "!!!"

Standing so close all of a sudden completely frightened Chen Qimeng.

Could it be that Little Yu, in a moment of excitement, was going to do something that shouldn't be seen by others?

What should she do?

Should she speak up and remind him?

Little Xue is still sitting at the dining table!

Following closely.

Lin Yu used his actual actions to prove to Chen Qimeng...

She was overthinking!

"Aunt Qimeng, thank you for your concern."

"I've always wanted to find an opportunity to talk to you about the antiques."

"Those are all things left behind by my grandparents in our hometown. I didn't know they were so valuable before."

"I only knew they should be old items with a certain amount of history."

"It wasn't until I had Sister Yaoyao look at them at Wubao Pavilion a few days ago that I realized they were so precious."

"Rest assured, I will help Rongrong handle her family matters properly and won't get too involved."

"You know me, how could I overstep my bounds when it comes to other people's affairs?"

Lin Yu said with exceptional sincerity.

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