Before leaving Rongcheng, there was one person Yan Shouyi had to see.
That person was Li Qing'er, who had almost replaced Lin Zhitong and become his bride.
Fate had decreed a marriage between them in this life, but Yan Shouyi had forcefully severed it.
Now, finding Li Qing'er was not a difficult task. Yan Shouyi didn't even cheat with his fortune-telling skills; he could guess where Li Qing'er was.
When Yan Shouyi met Li Qing'er outside Lin Zhitong's company building, judging by her appearance, she was looking for work nearby.
Li Qing'er had lived in a wealthy family for over a decade. If she had no other skills, she was certainly very sensitive to money, and her vision was higher than ordinary people. Therefore, being self-reliant, she would very likely choose the finance industry.
Considering these two points, the current Li Qing'er should have already been employed by a company in the vicinity.
And to save money, she would most likely choose to eat simple coarse grains at a steamed bun shop.
Yan Shouyi felt that going to a steamed bun shop during meal times would greatly increase the chances of encountering Li Qing'er. He trusted his intuition.
So, after robbing Long Feicheng of the two pennies in his pocket, they took a bus to the steamed bun shop.
Long Feicheng thought Yan Shouyi was taking him to eat something delicious. When they arrived, he was greatly disappointed.
Standing at the entrance of the steamed bun shop, Long Feicheng said with a bitter face,
"Brother Yan, you just got married a few days ago, and today you're bringing your brother to eat this? Is that appropriate?"
Yan Shouyi smiled and said, "The sentence I'm about to say will make you feel that this steamed bun shop is very appropriate."
"What sentence?"
"You're treating me to this meal. I have no money."
Long Feicheng: "..."
He thought about the money in his pocket, then looked at the steamed bun shop in front of him, and said silently, "I think eating steamed buns is quite good, remembering the bitter times..."
Yan Shouyi laughed heartily and led Long Feicheng inside.
Long Feicheng followed behind, complaining,
"Brother Yan, it's not that I'm saying this, but you've married into a wealthy family. Didn't you ask sister-in-law for some money before going out? At worst, ask Dad! I have no dad, if I had a dad, I would definitely be a well-adjusted freeloader!"
The only person in the world, besides Long Feicheng, who could speak of being an orphan so refreshingly and elegantly was probably none.
Yan Shouyi had no doubt that Long Feicheng would be a freeloader, but he couldn't bring himself to ask Lin Zhitong for money.
The main reason was that due to the "three deficiencies and five disadvantages" of a descendant of Lu Ban, Yan Shouyi deliberately did not want to have money on him.
If he ever had money, he would surely be in trouble.
Therefore, after Yan Shouyi received West Lake from the Li family, he did not give it directly to Yan Shouyi but handed it over to Lin Ruofu, letting the Lin family manage it.
Nominally, West Lake was the Lin family's asset, and Yan Shouyi could only enjoy the houses, luck, and feng shui of West Lake.
To put it bluntly, he still had no money.
Even at noon, this affordable steamed bun shop had good business.
The office workers from nearby companies, having worked all morning, finally came out to get some air. They occupied tables in twos and threes, eating steamed buns and chatting.
Long Feicheng bought two baskets of steamed buns and two bottles of soy milk. He placed them on the table, steaming hot, and his appetite was whetted.
"Brother Yan, eat while it's hot. I'm hungry, I won't wait for you!"
After saying this, Long Feicheng put a big steamed bun in each hand into his mouth.
Yan Shouyi merely drank his soy milk, his eyes scanning the shop for Li Qing'er.
After a while, a figure resembling Li Qing'er did indeed enter the steamed bun shop.
Compared to their last meeting, Li Qing'er now appeared much more organized, wearing a neat professional outfit. She paid generously when ordering. Even though she was sitting in this bustling steamed bun shop, she maintained her demeanor without losing the down-to-earth vibe.
It seemed Li Qing'er had integrated well.
The last time Yan Shouyi saw Li Qing'er, she didn't know how to use ordinary cosmetics to groom herself and ate steamed buns with the elegance of an English afternoon tea.
Li Qing'er ordered a basket of steamed buns and then found a corner to sit. Even while eating, she was not idle, constantly checking work messages on her phone, and did not notice Yan Shouyi and Long Feicheng.
Just as Yan Shouyi was about to go up and greet her, a figure preemptively sat down opposite Li Qing'er.
Li Qing'er was startled. She looked up and immediately frowned.
Although the man in front of her was only in his early thirties, he looked as if he were in his forties. He was balding, and his face was covered in pimples, some of which still had uncleaned white viscous fluid, looking extremely disgusting.
The word "greasy" would be an insult to the word itself to describe this man.
Looking at such a man sitting in front of her, even if she hadn't eaten for three days and three nights, she would lose her appetite.
So Li Qing'er helplessly put down the steamed bun that was about to go into her mouth and said,
"Team leader, is there something you need?"
This man was Li Qing'er's team leader, named Yang Jie.
Although Li Qing'er had not been working for long, she was already fully aware of Yang Jie's "achievements."
This guy had married a wife years ago. While his wife was pregnant, he had an affair. When it was discovered, he threatened his wife with their child. After his wife gave birth, he callously abandoned both her and the child. He was truly a scumbag among scumbags.
Later, Yang Jie was sued and had to pay a considerable amount of money to his wife. However, he did not learn his lesson. Instead, he became even more brazen at work, casually harassing female subordinates.
Li Qing'er was beautiful and came from a wealthy family. Her demeanor was completely different from ordinary girls, naturally making her a target for Yang Jie.
Yang Jie had harassed Li Qing'er many times recently. Fortunately, within the company, some seniors would secretly help and protect her.
But now, outside the company, no one could help her.
Yang Jie revealed an ugly smile and said to Li Qing'er sarcastically,
"Qing'er, look at you, you've been working too hard lately, you've lost weight! And now you're eating these unhealthy things, it's so bad for your skin!"
Li Qing'er turned her head away and said, "Please don't worry about it, Team Leader. I'm fine eating this."
"Don't eat this. Team Leader will take you to a French feast!" Yang Jie smiled. "I can see at a glance that you, Qing'er, are not from an ordinary family. Ordinary girls wouldn't have your kind of temperament! I don't think anything less than a French feast would be worthy of you."
Li Qing'er almost wrote the word "disgust" on her face:
"If I want to eat a French feast, please focus more on your work, Team Leader."
"I'm thinking about our work!" Yang Jie said seriously. "You are currently the best performer in our team. As the team leader, I naturally have to care about the lives of my team members. If the team members' lives are not good, won't it affect work and the company? You seem to be in poor spirits lately, you even have dark circles. Coincidentally, my family just bought a new bed. How about... you come to my place tonight and try out how soft my bed is?"