"Tiantian just made me some dishes, and my mom also sent over some rice dumplings, let’s eat together."
Jing Yu set down the food container he was carrying, familiarly headed to the kitchen to grab bowls and chopsticks, and in no time had set the table with three dishes and a soup.
But there were rather a lot of rice dumplings, three bowls full, from three different families no less.
Whenever the two sat together, the topic never strayed far from Cloudscape Pharma, but tonight, in the spirit of the occasion, Tang Shu had already turned on the 65-inch LCD TV in the living room.
It was broadcasting the Lantern Festival gala from the capital, and they watched and ate with relish.
They even found the time to critique the songs and pinpoint the punchlines of the skits.
The meal took nearly an hour, lasting until the gala ended, after which Jing Yu opened a video on his phone.
"The appliances for the villa have all been purchased; see if there’s anything missing?"
"How come so quickly? When I ordered online, they said it would take a week for them to come for installation."
"There’s a shop just around the residential area. After my mom heard you wanted to move, she made a call, and the installation guy showed up the next day. I’ve asked the developers about the renovation materials; you can move in after letting it air out for another half a month."
The villa was originally well-equipped in order to fetch a good price when sold initially.
After Jing Yu took over, all that was needed was a repaint and some minor repairs. As long as the materials used were good, there were no worries about formaldehyde content.
Upon reviewing the overall layout of the villa, Tang Shu set a date for the move.
Tang Shu laughed, "Please thank Aunt Xia for me, and the rice dumplings were made by Aunt Zhang on her instruction, right?"
Jing Yu’s expression was indescribable.
Tang Shu burst into laughter, also recalling this elder’s unreliability, but as juniors, it was somewhat improper to comment on them, so she smoothly changed the subject.
"Then next week, I’ll move there. This place is... becoming more and more inconvenient."
Even a lady walking her dog downstairs could recognize her with a mask on; naturally, others could too.
Little did Tang Shu know of the terrifying gossipping power of the elderly ladies.
Jing Yu nodded thoughtfully, "When I came in just now, the security guard questioned me for a long time; must be because of the impression I left last time. It’ll be better to move sooner."
At 9 p.m., Tang Shu walked her guest to the entrance of the complex.
"How will you get back? I remember you had a driver before?"
"It’s the holiday today; let everyone have a good rest. I’ll just take a taxi back."
The appearance of the two once again attracted the curious gaze of the security guards at the gate, but both were immune to such stares and so it didn’t make much of an impact.
However, when a flash of light zipped by, they both looked towards a nearby alley simultaneously.
A minute later, they cornered a portly figure in the alley.
Tang Shu skillfully snatched the man’s camera, her actions practiced.
The man in his thirties looked like he was about to cry.
What exactly was the deal with this lady? Had she installed a tracking device on him?
He had thought it was a coincidence the last time he was caught, but this time he was seized before he could even snap a photo.
How was he supposed to make a living now—
"Uh... Miss Tang, it’s a misunderstanding, a real misunderstanding this time!"
Tang Shu tossed the camera up in the air, "Were you trying to take a picture of me just now?"
"Then there’s no problem."