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    Chapter 7: The Hanfu-Wearing Motorcycle Youth

    Once the kitchen was silent, Shi Qingyan dared to enter.

    He looked around but didn’t find anything strange until he opened the microwave.

    It was full of yellow and white fragments. The entire microwave was a mess.

    “Huh? Where’s my egg? Where did it go? What is all this stuff?”

    Shi Qingyan stared for a long time, unable to figure it out. Finally, he took a picture and sent it to Shi Qingfeng.

    Little well-behaved rabbit: [Brother, my egg disappeared, sad rabbit GIF]

    After a long while, Shi Qingyan received a text message from his brother.

    Shi Qingfeng: [Qingyan, you can’t put eggs in the microwave, or they’ll explode.]

    Shi Qingyan stared at the message, dumbfounded. What? They explode? Exploding eggs?

    He searched online and understood.

    So that’s how it is.

    Looking at the mess in the microwave, he felt a headache coming on.

    It’s not Shi Qingyan’s fault that he didn’t know such basic knowledge. He grew up spoiled by his family, and they wouldn’t let him do anything dangerous. So, in some ways, he really didn’t know.

    He had learned to cook before, but he got burned, so his parents stopped letting him go into the kitchen, which led to his lack of basic knowledge about it.

    His phone vibrated. He opened it and saw it was from his brother: [Don’t touch the microwave, wait for me to come back and clean it up. There are gloves next to it, wear them and take out the plate.]

    Shi Qingyan replied with an “okay,” then put on the gloves and took out his breakfast.

    While eating, he searched on his phone for an hourly worker to clean up.

    Soon, the hourly worker arrived and cleaned the microwave.

    They also cleaned other places as well.

    In the afternoon, Shi Qingyan watched the time slowly pass by, but Shi Qingfeng still hadn’t returned. He was getting anxious.

    He had already changed his clothes and put on his makeup. Why wasn’t his brother back yet?

    So, he sent a message: [Brother, when are you coming back?]

    Shi Qingyan stared at his phone, and it took a long time to receive a reply.

    Shi Qingfeng: [Qingyan, go to the banquet first. I have some urgent business. I’ll be there later.]

    [Bring my clothes for me, and I’ll find you at the banquet.]

    Shi Qingyan was stunned.

    Qin Tingshen had cigarette butts all over the floor, his brow furrowed and his jaw tight.

    The man next to him looked at Qin Tingshen, who was on the verge of rage, and was very puzzled.

    “Tingshen, isn’t he just a kid? You didn’t actually develop feelings, did you?”

    Qin Tingshen sneered, threw the cigarette butt on the ground, and stomped it out with his foot, using all his strength, as if he were stomping on someone.

    “How would you feel if you were deceived by some young punk?”

    Lin Heng thought, I wouldn’t be able to accept it either.

    “Haven’t found him yet?”

    “No, it’s like he’s vanished into thin air, no news at all.”

    Lin Heng shrugged, saying helplessly.

    This Shi Qingyan was simply a major failure in his life.

    In all these years, there wasn’t a person he couldn’t find. This Shi Qingyan was the first.

    “Alright, the banquet is about to start. Get ready to go downstairs.”

    “Okay.”

    Shi Qingyan was going crazy. This way, he wouldn’t have time to put on makeup, and he’d definitely be exposed.

    What if that bastard saw him? Everything would be over!

    Shi Qingyan quickly sent a message to his brother, asking where he was, but there was no reply for a long time.

    He then sent one to Ji Yang: [Brother, hurry up and check where my brother is.]

    Ji Yang immediately replied with an “OK” sticker.

    Shi Qingyan grabbed his things and went out, picking the motorcycle from the corner of the garage. He removed the dusty tarp and pushed the bike out of the basement.

    He tied up the hem of his Hanfu, took down his styled hair, put on his helmet, swung his long leg over the seat, and got on the bike.

    It took a while to start the engine. He put his phone in the mount and put on his Bluetooth headset.

    He opened the location that Ji Yang sent, set the navigation, twisted the throttle, and the motorcycle roared to life, shooting out like an arrow.

    A figure in white, fluttering in the wind, long hair flying, formed a beautiful scene on the road.

    A black motorcycle and a handsome Hanfu-wearing young man instantly became a trending topic on Weibo.

    Everyone who saw the picture was captivated.

    Many people used it as their phone wallpaper.

    It took more than forty minutes to reach the location that Ji Yang sent, a bar.

    He took off his helmet and went inside, searching everywhere, but no one was there.

    Finally, he took out his phone. Two minutes later, looking at the location on his phone, he felt like the sky was falling.

    His brother had already gone to the hotel where the banquet was being held.

    Shi Qingfeng went to the banquet with his friends. His phone died automatically. He charged it all the way in the car before turning it on.

    Looking at the sad sticker his brother sent, he felt sorry for a moment and called him.

    The phone rang several times before it was answered. “Qingyan, I’m sorry, my phone died automatically. You…”

    “Brother, it’s okay. Find a room and wait for me. I’ll be there soon.”

    Shi Qingfeng heard Shi Qingyan’s muffled voice and felt even more sorry. He should have gone back.

    Wearing a helmet must be suffocating.

    He booked a room and went with his friends to wait.

    Qin Tingshen changed his clothes and opened the door, seeing a figure entering the room next door.

    The figure looked a little familiar. Before he could figure out where he knew the figure from, Lin Heng said, “Hey, look, that guy in white riding a motorcycle.”

    He handed over his phone to Qin Tingshen, who looked at it without saying anything.

    Not as handsome as that little thing, he thought.

    Lin Heng saw that he was expressionless and excitedly said, “Don’t you think he’s handsome?”

    Qin Tingshen didn’t even glance at him, saying coldly, “Okay, but not as handsome as that little thing.”

    Lin Heng was speechless. “You’re not really developing feelings for him, are you?”

    Qin Tingshen glanced at him and walked away.

    Shi Qingyan hurried all the way and arrived in fifteen minutes.

    Entering the hotel lobby, he saw people standing there talking.

    Originally, Shi Qingyan didn’t plan to look at them, but their aura was so strong that they couldn’t be ignored.

    Looking closely, damn it.

    It was that bastard.

    Seeing him clearly, Shi Qingyan immediately looked away, heading straight for the elevator.

    Qin Tingshen seemed to sense something and turned his head to look at Shi Qingyan, who was wearing a white Hanfu and had his hair down. He couldn’t see his face.

    He frowned. Wasn’t that the guy on the motorcycle that Lin Heng just showed him?

    Lin Heng followed his gaze, seeing the handsome guy on the motorcycle.

    “Hey, you, the handsome guy in ancient clothes, wait a minute.”

    Shi Qingyan heard someone calling him, paused, and turned his head to look over.

    It was the man with that bastard.

    “What’s the matter?” Shi Qingyan deliberately said in a cold voice, looking at Lin Heng.

    “Can I take a picture with you? You’re so handsome.”

    Shi Qingyan’s face twitched. “Of course… not.”

    Lin Heng thought he was going to say “yes,” but just as he took out his phone, the other person said “no.”

    Lin Heng instantly froze, watching the other person enter the elevator and go upstairs.

    Qin Tingshen saw everything clearly and couldn’t help but chuckle.

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