The male protagonist of a sweet romance novel went on a killing spree in the world of angst novels.

The private room was completely silent.

Everyone fell silent.

Only Sheng Yuanze still smiled enigmatically: "It seems they're ready to give up on you this time."

Almost half a month has passed.

In the past, Yanting would have obediently returned and admitted his mistake.

Why wait until now?

Lu Huai glanced at Sheng Yuanze and suddenly asked, "If you were me, what would you do?"

He felt from the bottom of his heart that he had not done anything wrong at the time.

Gu Qianqiu saved his life and was willing to sacrifice her unborn child for him, so he was quite forgiving in his dealings with Gu Qianqiu.

He thought Yanting would understand.

But this time, Yanting resolutely refused to look back.

This caused Lu Huai to feel a dull ache in his heart.

Sheng Yuanze raised an eyebrow: "Me?"

He gave a playful look: "If I were you, I wouldn't have left the engagement party that day."

"Of course, if it were earlier, I wouldn't have let them know about each other's existence. Women are inherently emotional creatures; they crave love, care, and companionship. If you just lower your head a little and act pitiful in front of her, she will feel pity for you and gradually begin to forgive you."

Women are often easily blinded by love.

Men, on the other hand, will make rational analyses, considering which woman is more beneficial and valuable to them.

Yan Ting's companionship and concern over the past four years might not be as effective as a single word from Gu Qianqiu for Lu Huai; that's the difference between the two.

After listening to Sheng Yuanze's words, Lu Huai closed his eyes slightly. Two seconds later, he said calmly, "You want me to use a self-inflicted injury ruse?"

Sheng Yuanze remained noncommittal. He flicked his cigarette ash and said lazily, "Just a woman."

He knew that with Lu Huai's temper, let alone bowing his head, he couldn't even bear to pretend to be pitiful.

But Yan Ting, that woman, still left a mark on Lu Huai's heart.

Whether the mark is deep or shallow remains to be seen.

After all, even Lu Huai himself couldn't figure out what kind of feelings he had for Yan Ting.

Sheng Yuanze stubbed out his cigarette and fell silent.

The private room returned to silence.

Until Lu Huai suddenly opened his eyes, a short, mocking laugh escaped his throat: "Impossible."

"She has to bow her head to me, even if she doesn't want to."

The thought of never seeing Yanting again filled Lu Huai with bitterness and sullenness.

Today, he finally admits that he still cares about Yanting to some extent.

"Mr. Lu." The assistant pushed open the door to the private room, walked to Lu Huai's side, and whispered in his ear.

Lu Huai squinted: "Found it?"

"Yes, Miss Yan seems to have appeared on Furong Street a few days ago."

The fact that Yanting had returned to the city center of Yancheng could not be kept secret from those who were well-informed.

Lu Huai glanced at his assistant, his gaze turning cold: "So you're only telling me now?"

The assistant immediately bowed his head and admitted his mistake: "It's all my fault for not handling things properly."

"The main reason is that Miss Yan's location was hidden until a passerby spotted her, which is how we found out her exact location."

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Yanting has been learning how to grow vegetables lately, since she has nothing else to do.

The courtyard is quite large, enough to grow some of her favorite vegetables.

She put on her hat, picked up a shovel and began turning over the soil. After digging the pits, she scattered vegetable seeds along each pit.

Cat Consort would occasionally follow Yan Ting around.

After wandering around for a while, he scurried back to his chair and dozed off.

Just then, there was a knock at the courtyard door.

"express delivery--"

Yan Ting was stunned for a moment.

She doesn't seem to have bought anything online lately, does she?

I opened the door and saw a large cardboard box standing prominently in front of it.

The cardboard box was sealed very tightly.

"Excuse me, are you Miss Yan?" When the deliveryman saw the woman in front of him, whose face was covered and who was dressed in a rustic manner, he couldn't help but wonder if he had delivered to the wrong place.

Yanting pulled down the gray cloth covering the dust, revealing a stunningly beautiful face. "It's me."

The deliveryman was momentarily stunned.

He then took out a pen and notebook: "Then please sign your name here, Miss Yan."

His tone unconsciously became more stern.

Yanting wiped his hands, which had been covered in soil, then took the pen and signed his name on the paper.

"Thank you for making the trip."

The deliveryman chuckled and said, "It's not hard work at all."

He then asked, "Miss Yan, shall I help you carry the boxes inside with them?"

Yan Ting had slender limbs and looked delicate and frail. The box was very heavy and would require two or three people to move. The deliveryman instinctively thought that she definitely couldn't move it by herself.

To everyone's surprise, Yanting replied, "No need."

"I can do it all by myself."

The deliveryman initially thought the fairy was joking with him, but to his surprise, the next second, Yanting actually picked up the entire cardboard box.

"..." For a moment, the deliveryman was dumbfounded.

He couldn't help but rub his eyes, thinking he might be hallucinating.

That's why we see this explosive scene before our eyes.

The deliveryman only slowly came to his senses after Yanting disappeared behind the door.

Subconsciously, he couldn't help but exclaim "Damn!" to express his shock.

Yanting was naturally unaware of the deliveryman's inner thoughts. After moving the cardboard box into the living room, she went into the kitchen and grabbed a pair of scissors.

While cutting it, she already guessed that this was the gift Chen Xiao had mentioned in the video.

After the rope was cut, the box scattered, revealing its contents.

Yan Ting was startled when she saw what was inside the box.

Inside the box was a Doraemon.

It looks like a round Doraemon and is almost up to Yanting's chest.

"..."

Yan Ting never expected that Chen Xiao would actually give her a Doraemon.

She does like cats.

but……

Doraemon is just ridiculous.

Just then, the phone rang.

As expected, Chen Xiao's voice, tinged with laughter, came through the phone after Yan Ting answered: "Do you like it?"

Yan Ting remained silent for a while.

Three seconds later, she finally spoke: "Quite cute."

"Is it very expensive?" Yan Ting had known for a long time that the robot had been developed, but it had not yet been officially sold, but she imagined that the price would be very high.

Chen Xiao didn't answer the question, but lazily said, "Aren't you curious about its function?"

How could I not be curious?

So Yanting asked him, "What are its functions?"

Chen Xiao smiled and said, "It's a home-use robot that can clean, do housework, cook, and take care of children."

In short, it's just a babysitter type of robot cat.

Chen Xiao chose to send this Doraemon as a gift because he suddenly remembered at the exhibition that there was a Doraemon in the research institute that had not yet been sold. He thought it would be quite suitable for a young girl, so he sent someone to airlift it to Yanting.