The Monster I Was Redeemed

Although it was not clear what Yi Zhiwei was thinking about now, that look was definitely not a sign of gratitude, but rather a look at the younger generation.

Moreover, his eyes were still jumping back and forth between himself and Yiwenna.

Ai Liang thought of some possibility and was speechless.

"Where is your RV parked now?" Yi Zhiwei asked.

Ai Liang didn't hide anything and answered directly: "In the parking lot near my home."

"That's it."

Yi Zhiwei nodded, then took out a card from his jacket pocket and pushed it in front of Ai Liang.

“It’s not a problem to always park the RV in the parking lot when the RV is not in use. This is a membership card from the car dealership near Huayuan Road, which is universal for Qianhua.

If you leave your car with them, you can get regular cleaning, watering, and maintenance for free. It will save you a lot of preparation work when you go on a self-driving trip during the holidays. "

A treat is a treat, and a thank you gift should still be given.

They nipped the danger in the cradle in advance, so how could such a huge favor be wasted in just one meal?

Of course it's impossible.

The dinner table is just a place for communication, a place to eat, talk about things, and exchange feelings. Other than that, it has no added value.

Ai Liang's RV was a birthday gift from his mother, and all the procedures were taken care of.

But there is no membership card for long-term cleaning and maintenance.

I guess I thought Ai Liang was still in school and wouldn't use it very frequently, so I didn't do it.

Yi Zhiwei did not give some luxuries in a cliché way to show off his generosity. Instead, he carefully selected suitable gifts based on Ai Liang's actual needs.

After all, he is not here to discuss business.

Ai Liang was not polite to Yi Zhiwei and directly accepted the thank you gift.

Yi Zhiwei nodded with satisfaction, then turned his attention to Ye Qing and Yi Wenna next to Ai Liang.

Although the main credit for catching Peng Yuan this time lies with Ai Liang, Ye Qing also played a role and cannot be treated favorably.

If Ye Qing hadn't taken Yi Wenna in, Peng Yuan might have installed surveillance cameras in the dormitory.

"Xiaoqing, this is a gift for you."

Yi Zhiwei took out a card from his pocket again, but this time it was a bank card.

Just as Ye Qing was about to shirk, Yi Zhiwei seemed to have expected her refusal, and then said: "Listen to me first.

I believe you can usually tell that this girl Nana is very troublesome. I really can’t let her live alone. She is not happy to rent a house and find a nanny.

You are Nana's only friend these years. I want her to temporarily stay at your house during her high school years. I feel relieved that you two have company.

How about just treating the money in this card as food expenses? "

Ye Qing thought of her own situation, hesitated for a while, and said in denial: "But I don't usually cook at home."

"It's okay to go out to eat..."

"Then you should find...Ai Liang, I usually eat at his house."

Ye Qing decisively kicked the ball to Ai Liang.

Yi Zhiwei:?

Wait a minute, what's the relationship between you two?

Yi Zhiwei couldn't wrap his mind around it for a while.

Looking at Ye Qing who was winking at him crazily, Ai Liang decisively kicked the ball back: "It doesn't make any difference if there is one more person or one less person for cooking. There is no problem with me."

Ye Qing: (?? ?)

"Then it's no problem on my side."

After Ye Qing finished speaking, he kicked Ai Liang under the table, and then put the bank card handed over by Yi Zhiwei into Yi Wenna's hand.

Just when Yi Zhiwei was about to ask in detail, the waiter walked into the box with a cart and started serving food.

He had no choice but to swallow back the questions he wanted to ask.

The soup base of the hot pot uses hand-made stir-fried ingredients, the standard half clear soup and half red oil Mandarin Duck Pot.

The ingredients used in the pot are also more expensive than the last, including yellow throat, tripe, kidney slices, foie gras, black gold abalone, Iberian pork ribs, m9 wagyu... On the entire table, except for Ye Qing's bowl of rice, no one is cheap of.

After this meal, a normal person's salary of several thousand yuan can't afford it.

For workers, it is no exaggeration to say that they can eat a day's wages in one bite.

There were five people at the table. In addition to Ai Liang and Ye Qing, Yi Zhiwei and his daughter, there was also a driver who was responsible for cooking.

Yi Zhiwei kept talking to Ai Liang.

But all they got in exchange were perfunctory tones like 'um', 'oh', 'yes' and 'no'.

Let's talk about some daily life. Ai Liang skipped the conversation by using "I don't like to express my opinion", "Reserve my opinion" and "It has nothing to do with me".

When asked about specific questions, there were short answers such as "I don't know," "I don't remember," and "I can't be sure."

It looks like a speed passer jumping through the plot.

Yi Zhiwei could not see the slightest intention to continue the topic from Ai Liang.

No matter how thick-skinned you are in business, you can't resist this indifferent attitude.

Fortunately, Ye Qing would fill in for Ai Liang from time to time, otherwise Yi Zhiwei would have died of embarrassment.

Yi Zhiwei decided to hold the banquet at a hot pot restaurant. He originally wanted to take advantage of the shabu-shabu shabu-shabu shabu-shabu break to chat more and get closer to each other.

But now it seems that he seriously underestimated the extent to which Yu Xin said that Ai Liang was "slightly" bad at speaking.

This is digging a hole for yourself.

If I had known this, I might as well have gone to the hotel and ordered a bunch of ready-made dishes.

Ai Liang shook his chopsticks slightly to rinse the beef. Ye Qing next to him had already finished a large bowl of rice with foie gras and was now eating the pork chops.

Ye Qing didn't know whether the others were comfortable eating.

Anyway, apart from not being full, she ate quite comfortably.

An hour later, the meal, which had a rather delicate atmosphere, officially came to an end with Yiwenna shouting that there would be classes tomorrow.

After politely declining the driver's pick-up, Ai Liang called a taxi near the hot pot restaurant and drove the three of them away.

……………………

Monday morning.

Ai Liang closed it and prepared to go out to meet Ye Qing.

Since Yiwenna hasn't gotten used to the life of early self-study yet, her biological clock makes her wake up at around five o'clock.

The sleepy Yiwenna fit her image of a silly roe deer very well, running around in a panic in the house.

Successfully woke up both Ai Liang and Ye Qing.

This is not the first time she has been stupid, but her living habits cannot be corrected in a day or two.

After Ye Qing reminded Yiwenna, she yawned and went back to the room to sleep.

Unlike Ye Qing, who chose to go back to sleep, Ai Liang did not lie down again after waking up, but chose to be in the living room after washing.

Sleep is just a formality. There is no need to lie down on the bed with your eyes closed when you can't sleep.

Ai Liang took the time to change into her school uniform and opened the door.

Just as he was about to step out the door, a weak mental wave swept past him.

The intensity of this mental wave is not high, and it cannot even completely control the thoughts of a normal adult.

At most, it is just to use hints to make people forget to bring their keys when they go out, or wear their shirts inside out.

Coming so soon?

Ai Liang retracted his foot, locked it with telekinesis, and hid in the ginkgo tree downstairs.

－－－－－－Digression－－－－－

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