Mysterious level up! Shen Ye cries and begs for reconciliation again

Qi Yan didn't want to learn at first, as she still hadn't fully figured out what love was.

But when she met his gaze with an expectant smile, she pursed her lips and followed his lead.

"I love you."

"..."

The clear voice was like a hammer, hitting Shen Rao's heart hard, almost shattering his internal organs.

Shen Rao felt as if brilliant fireworks were exploding before his eyes. He endured his frantic heartbeat and said shamelessly.

"Very good. Say it again."

"I love you."

Qi Yan did as he was told.

"...Come again."

"I love you."

"Speak louder! I can't hear you!"

"I love you!"

"..."

Shen Rao asked her to repeat it over and over again, and Qi Yan repeated it over and over again, until both of them were thirsty.

Shen Rao's face had already turned red from Qi Yan's attacks, but he still suppressed his heartbeat and set rules for her.

"If you ever want to apologize to me in the future, just say 'I love you' to me."

"..." Qi Yan looked at his shining black eyes and sighed, "I'll try my best."

"Yes for sure."

Shen Rao said seriously.

He thought about it and felt that this wouldn't work. If he continued like this, then he would be able to forgive Qi Yan no matter what he did, and he would be under his control.

He forgot that even if Qi Yan said nothing and just stood there, he could forgive her for everything.

After the two of them finished chatting, Shen Rao remembered something very important and asked Qi Yan to get off his lap.

"I'm going to check out the chicken soup."

He stood up hastily.

"Shen Rao."

Qi Yan called him, looked at his stopped back, and took a breath, "You really don't have anything else to say?"

Is this just going to happen like this?

"..."

Shen Rao turned around. His cold facial features seemed soft in front of her. His thin lips raised an arc and he replied softly.

"Of course."

"what?"

"Did you smell it?"

"Ok?"

“My soup is going mushy.”

"..."

Shen Rao went into the kitchen to take care of his soup. Qi Yan sat in front of the table in silence for a while, put down the documents, and looked at the busy figure in the kitchen with calm eyes.

'Knock knock—'

The sound of knocking on the glass partition door brought Shen Rao back to his senses as he stood in front of the stove holding a wooden spoon.

He looked in the direction of the voice and saw Qi Yan with his arms folded across his chest, looking at him with a calm expression.

"Is it ready? Is it not burnt?"

"No," Shen Rao smiled, "Come and serve the soup."

Qi Yan brought out the soup bowl. The chicken soup was sweet and fragrant, not worse than the ones sold outside, and even better.

"How about it?"

Shen Rao looked at her expectantly. He had specially researched the medicinal chicken soup, which was specifically used to regulate the body.

"tastes good."

Qi Yan praised, picked up the spoon and took another sip.

"It's good to drink. Come and drink more."

Shen Rao was immediately overjoyed and scooped some more for her to fill.

Qi Yan looked at the "care" that was almost overflowing, glanced at Shen Rao who was about to pick up some food for her, and said helplessly.

"Don't worry about me, just eat your food."

"Hmmmm, try this dish. I just learned it."

He responded, but his hands kept moving.

Shen Rao served Qi Yan as if it was his duty and with great joy.

"..."

Qi Yan ate the food silently, sighing as he chewed.

It’s really delicious, and the craftsmanship is impeccable.

When she thought of this, she suddenly turned to look at Shen Rao and said excitedly.

"Do you like Xingyue Pavilion?"

"what happened?"

Shen Rao was puzzled.

Why did the topic suddenly jump to Xingyue Pavilion?

He thought Qi Yan wanted to eat the dish from their restaurant, and was about to ask her what she wanted to eat, but the other party's next sentence made him stop picking up the food.

"Do you like it? I'll give it to you."

Shen Rao: “…”

Her tone was so relaxed, as if that was not a high-end restaurant in the capital, but a worthless brick.

Shen Rao hissed softly and put the vegetables in his chopsticks into her bowl.

"So the mysterious boss of Xingyue Pavilion is you?"

Xingyue Pavilion is also a century-old brand in the imperial capital. It is said that the owner is a hereditary family, and each of them is mysterious and never shows up.

Not to mention the surname, the outside world doesn’t even know whether the owner of Xingyue Pavilion is Fang or Bian.

As a result, the mysterious boss was right next to me.

Shen Rao didn't know whether to cry or laugh for a moment, he raised his eyebrows and said jokingly.

"Family property, you can give it to me just like that?"

"I can give you anything you like."

Qi Yan chewed some vegetables and replied vaguely.

"..."

Shen Rao glanced at her sincere yet casual look and quickly picked up a piece of food for her with his chopsticks.

"I don't want it. Shen's owns a hotel."

He dared not accept such an expensive gift.

Xingyue Pavilion focuses on high-end products and has considerable profits. It is located in an area where every inch of land is valuable, and the store has not changed hands for a hundred years.

Although the boss is mysterious, there are many rumors about him. It is said that he has already been on the wealth list thanks to Xingyue Pavilion.

The more I thought about Shen Rao, the more aggrieved I felt.

Who is the richest man in the capital? !

He tapped the table and looked at her warily.

"What other businesses do you have in the imperial capital?"

“…It’s a bit much.”

Qi Yan thought about it carefully, and what she could remember was limited.

“How much is a bit too much?”

Shen Rao asked.

"Hmm..." Qi Yan thought and gave an example, "The five streets around Xingyue Pavilion..."

"All of them are yours?!"

Shen Rao broke his voice.

"No."

Qi Yan shook his head.

"Oh, that's fine."

Shen Rao breathed a sigh of relief.

"Except for those five streets, all the others are mine."

Qi Yan continued.

"..."

Shen Rao's silence at this moment was deafening.

For a long time, he couldn't help but wonder if the position of the richest man in the Shen family was a little too watered down?

Unable to figure it out, he lowered his head, and the tall man stared at her pitifully.

"Qi Yan, how much money do I have to make to catch up with your wealth?"

Qi Yan gave an encouraging smile.

Shen Rao: “…”

He understood that it was probably impossible in this lifetime, and he became even more depressed.

"Don't put pressure on yourself. You've already made a lot of money. Just make enough to get by. I didn't save all this overnight."

Qi Yan smiled and comforted.

Most of them are family businesses inherited from ancestors and have been managed and maintained for generations.

The Qi family has had different talents throughout the generations.

Some people max out their business talents, so they accumulate a lot; some people max out their military talents, so they accumulate a lot in this area.

Of course, there has also been multi-faceted development. By Qi Yan's generation, the accumulation has reached the point where the database has burst.

For example, she is not proficient in business, but she does not have to worry about it, because there will be someone loyal enough to arrange and manage it.

Naturally, such a family cannot be caught up with in just one generation.

Shen Rao was comforted a little by her words, and murmured softly: "If you earn more now, Qi Yan's family will be richer in the future."

"What did you say?"

Qi Yan asked.

"Nothing," Shen Rao shook his head, not forgetting to add more dishes and soup for her, "I think being a gigolo is not bad."

If you can't resist, just obey.

"Then do you want Xingyue Pavilion?"

Qi Yan curled her lips.

"I do not want!"

Shen Rao strongly refused.