Her long hair was tied in a ponytail, and she wore simple shirt and jeans, with a backpack slung over her shoulders. She looked less like a young lady from a wealthy family and more like a rebellious middle school student who had run away from home.
What kind of trick is this woman up to now?
Sheng Jianan’s gaze lingered on Tang Yanqi for just a second before withdrawing. He noticed the driver slowing down and raised a handsome eyebrow: "Ignore her and drive past."
"Huh? Brother Nan, isn’t that a bit cruel? You guys are newlyweds, after all."
"Chengze, since when did you become so talkative?"
"Fine, pretend I didn’t say anything."
The black Bentley sped past Tang Yanqi. Through the rearview mirror, Zhou Chengze couldn’t help but glance at Tang Yanqi’s position. He saw that she had already stood up, stretched her limbs, and continued walking forward.
The car quickly arrived at the villa. As Sheng Jianan’s good buddy and heir of the Zhou Group, Zhou Chengze’s home was also in the Lake Bay Villa District.
"Alright, we made it. I’ll go report to the old man."
Sheng Jianan got out of the car. Zhou Chengze still complained from behind him: "Hey, your family’s old man is really something, insisting that I personally escort you back, and now I still have to call him. He sure exhausts himself over you and Miss Tang."
Saying this, Zhou Chengze had already dialed Mr. Sheng’s number: "Grandfather, it’s me, Chengze. Yes, yes, Brother Nan has safely arrived home. Sister-in-law? She hasn’t arrived yet, probably got delayed on the way. Don’t you trust me to handle things? Mm-hmm, alright."
After reporting in, Zhou Chengze saw that Sheng Jianan had already disappeared at the villa entrance. He chuckled, shook his head, and got back into the car. Although his villa was also in this area, the Lake Bay Villa District was large, and his villa was diagonally opposite of Sheng Jianan’s, quite far apart.
He drove a while, recalling how Tang Yanqi looked squatting on the ground earlier. Zhou Chengze turned the car around and drove back along the same route.
It took quite a while before he saw Tang Yanqi again. She seemed tired from walking, and this time she wasn’t squatting but leaning against a tree to rest.
Zhou Chengze parked the car beside Tang Yanqi, got out, and greeted her with a wide smile, "Hello, sister-in-law."
Tang Yanqi was almost self-combusting under the blazing sun. Hearing this suddenly, she looked up at the visitor, who was in an Armani tailored shirt, with a handsome baby face, smiling brightly, yet giving off an unserious vibe.
She looked around, found no one else, and pointed to herself, "Are you talking to me?"
Zhou Chengze’s smile froze for a moment, then softened quickly: "Of course."
Zhou Chengze’s smile froze again, "Sister-in-law, we just met, and you don’t remember me?"
"We... met? Sorry, I don’t remember."
Zhou Chengze was completely at a loss. Think about it, he was Young Master Ze, a well-known figure in B City, yet right in front of him was someone who not only didn’t recognize him but didn’t even remember meeting him. Did he really leave that little impression?
"Ahem, sister-in-law, at your wedding with Brother Nan, I was the groomsman."
Tang Yanqi blinked. On her wedding day, she was in a daze the entire time, having no idea who showed up or who she saw. Forget the groomsmen, she didn’t even know what the bridesmaids looked like.
"Oh, sorry, I didn’t pay attention."
Zhou Zecheng laughed awkwardly a couple of times, "Why is sister-in-law here alone? Heading back to the villa? I can give you a ride."