Chapter 16

Liang Chuyuan came to pick up Su Yao purely because he was passing by.

But in Zong Ming’s eyes, it wasn’t just that.

“Your boyfriend?” Zong Ming asked.

Su Yao smiled, “Just a friend,” she said, neither fully admitting nor outright denying it.

Zong Ming glanced again at the car parked by the roadside.

“I should go, he’s still waiting for me,” Su Yao said.

Zong Ming nodded slightly, “Okay, go ahead.”

“Then… goodbye.”

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“We went to the same high school before, now we’re in the same company. It’s just that, nothing special. Can’t say I dislike or like him.”

You’ll definitely like the winter crabs later.

At the mention of food, Su Yao’s eyes lit up, “Today, I’ll show you what real cooking skills are all about!”

Liang Chuyuan smiled, “I’ll be looking forward to it.”

The new kitchenware at home needs to be put to good use after all.

……….

The eastern area of Biya Bay mostly consists of one apartment per floor, with spacious layouts and excellent privacy. Stepping out of the elevator, Su Yao personally experienced the meaning of the wealth gap. Suppressing her astonishment, she asked, “Where’s the kitchen?”

“I’ll show you.”

The kitchen was large and modern, seemingly untouched by anyone, either meticulously cleaned or never used by the owner.

Su Yao couldn’t help but ask, “Do you have pots?” as she spotted a frying pan hanging.

Liang Chuyuan chuckled, squatting down to open a cupboard. He looked up at her, “They were delivered a couple of days ago. See if they suit your needs.”

Su Yao squatted next to him, clicking her tongue, “Did you buy every size available?”

“They always come in handy.”

Su Yao scolded him with a playful glare, “Shopaholic.”

She didn’t even realize the affectionate tone in her words.

Liang Chuyuan sensed it, briefly distracted before returning to normal. He touched his nose, stepping back and standing up, “What can I do?”

“Just wash the strawberries and then you can go out. I can handle the rest.”

“Alright.”

Carrying the washed strawberries into the living room, Liang Chuyuan rummaged through the shopping bag, finding several cans of beer they had just bought at the supermarket. At that moment, they both forgot to consider the compatibility of crabs with beer. Liang Chuyuan remembered that Liang Chucang had left a few bottles of white wine at his place, which could be a suitable alternative.

After sending a text to Liang Chucang and consulting Su Yao in the kitchen, he finally went to the wine cabinet to pick out the wine.

With the wine chosen, Liang Chuyuan glanced at his phone and saw three messages from Liang Chucang, all asking why he wasn’t coming over to his place for New Year’s Eve.

Liang Chuyuan fell silent. One reason he wasn’t going to Liang Chucang’s place was because he had promised Su Yao.

But the main reason was that he didn’t know how to face Liang Mo.

Liang Mo was his second uncle’s adopted daughter. She could have had a good life, but fate intervened. His second uncle, almost fifty and childless, had a son late in life, Liang Chutong, which put her in an awkward position within the family hierarchy.

Unable to bear it, Liang’s grandfather brought her to live with him. At that time, Liang Chucang was also by his grandfather’s side.

That’s why, besides Liang Chucang, Liang Chuyuan found another familiar member of the Liang family.

But close as they were, the situation was absurd.

Liang Chuyuan had never considered this possibility. Liang Chucang was his most respected older brother, and Liang Mo was his cousin whom he considered a close friend. Having the two of them together was not feasible, even if he had no objections, the other members of the family would never agree.

The Liang family valued their reputation above all else and could not tolerate any hidden secrets.

Considering all this, Liang Chuyuan decided to keep it hidden.

Choosing not to burst the bubble, after all, he was mute.

“Another ten minutes, and the crabs will be ready,” Su Yao said.

Hearing her voice, Liang Chuyuan turned around.

Seeing him looking lost, Su Yao asked curiously, “What’s wrong?”

Liang Chuyuan suddenly smiled.

Just happy to have met you.