Chapter 111 - 79: Men Just Can’t Live Without This Thing

Chapter 111: Chapter 79: Men Just Can’t Live Without This Thing

"Thinking too much about these things can make you depressed."

’Yes, yes, please keep talking...’

"So, let’s not think about it."

"Okay, let’s watch the kid."

"Mm-hmm."

The little nephew crawled out of the ball pit, grabbed Chen Yuan’s hand, and wanted to go play somewhere else.

Fang Youning blinked her pretty eyes. ’Why isn’t my nephew coming to grab my hand? He seems to like Chen Yuan a little more.’

Chen Yuan took the little nephew to ride the carousel.

But after one spin, he got off and went to play on the small slide with another little girl.

"My sister just texted me. She’s getting off her ride soon and should be here in about an hour," Fang Youning said, standing beside him.

"My sister told me to ask what you want to eat for dinner."

"I’ll go with whatever you choose. You guys can decide."

"Please, pick something. My sister really wants to treat you to dinner."

"Really, anything is fine. You decide."

"Okay, then."

Fang Youning replied to the message on her phone while Chen Yuan watched the child.

Time flew by, and just as the little nephew was getting tired, Fang Youning’s sister arrived.

Chen Yuan’s first impression was... stunning.

Red lips, high heels, and a custom-tailored suit. The pants were cropped, revealing black stockings underneath. She looked even more beautiful and glamorous in person than in her photos!

She stood there with a commanding posture, like a black hole with infinite gravity, drawing everyone’s gaze to her.

Fang Youqing’s aura was incredibly powerful. It was as if her personal domain automatically expanded, keeping everyone two meters away.

Although they were both mothers, Jiang Wanyi was the gentle, young wife type, while Fang Youqing had a much stronger ’dominant older sister’ vibe—sharper and with a completely opposite temperament.

As Chen Yuan was sizing her up, Fang Youqing was sizing him up as well.

’During their chat, Xiaoning had only said a classmate was coming to help. She had assumed it was a roommate and naturally pictured a female student.’

"Sis."

Seeing Fang Youqing, Fang Youning walked over holding the child and made the introduction:

"This is my classmate, Chen Yuan."

"Sister."

Chen Yuan followed her lead, and that single word served as his greeting.

"Thank you for your help today. You two must be hungry. Let’s go get something to eat."

A professional smile appeared on Fang Youqing’s face.

"Sis, I looked it up. There’s a crayfish place nearby that’s super popular on Douyin. Should we go there?"

"Crayfish is a no-go."

’Crayfish is the kind of food you only eat with people you know well. For a first meal treating Chen Yuan, getting grease all over your face... no one would be able to eat comfortably.’

"There’s a barbecue restaurant upstairs that’s pretty good, too. How about that?"

Though it seemed like she was asking for Chen Yuan’s opinion, she had, in fact, already made the decision.

"I’m fine with anything."

"Let’s go. We’ll head upstairs first."

They left the play area and took the elevator to the third floor.

Fang Youqing led the way with her son, her Valentino high heels CLICK-CLACKING rhythmically on the floor.

Soon, they arrived at the barbecue restaurant Fang Youqing had mentioned.

It was crowded inside, but luckily there were a few empty tables. After they sat down and requested a high chair, Fang Youqing pushed the menu toward Chen Yuan.

"Go ahead and order. Don’t be polite."

Without any further pleasantries, she said this one sentence and then went to adjust her son’s high chair.

"They have a set meal here. Let’s just get this," Chen Yuan said casually.

Fang Youning leaned over to look. "Sis, is this 388 yuan set meal okay?"

"We’re not getting a set meal."

Fang Youqing rejected it immediately, completely forgetting that it was Chen Yuan who had suggested it.

’This sister of mine... she really is inexperienced. Set meals are often padded out with filler. It’s fine when you’re just eating out with family, but since we’re treating Chen Yuan today, this kind of arrangement is unacceptable.’

Taking the menu, Fang Youqing glanced at it, her finger lightly sweeping across the page.

"These six items, one order of each."

"Okay. Is there anything else you need?" the server asked.

"What’s your specialty?"

"The beef aorta and squid. Almost every table orders them."

"We’ll have one of each."

After speaking, Fang Youqing pushed the menu over. "You two take another look."

"That’s enough, that’s enough. Any more and we won’t be able to finish it."

Fang Youqing still wanted Chen Yuan to order something else, her tone leaving no room for argument. Chen Yuan had no choice but to add a cold dish, finally completing the ordering process.

"Are you two in the same class?"

Fang Youqing took the initiative to start a conversation. For her, this kind of social situation was like downward compatibility—effortless, with no risk of awkward silences.

"No, I’m an Electronic Information major."

"That’s a good major. A very popular one," Fang Youqing said.

"But it’s also very competitive."

"Every field is competitive these days. If you can get into a good school for your graduate studies, your future will be a bit easier."

"Mm."

The conversation during the meal centered on what they had done that day.

Fang Youqing’s topics of conversation always came at just the right moment. She ate slowly and methodically, controlling the rhythm of the meal, which made Chen Yuan feel like he was being completely outclassed.

After dinner, the three of them prepared to head back.

Chen Yuan had intended to take the subway back himself, but Fang Youqing wouldn’t allow it. She had him get in her car and drove him to University City.

"Sister Qing, I’ll be going now."

"Chengcheng, say bye-bye to Uncle."

The little nephew obediently waved his hand and said in a child-like voice, "Bye-bye, Uncle. When can you come play with me again?"

Watching her son, Fang Youqing realized he seemed to really like Chen Yuan.

"If you miss me, just have your auntie tell me, and I’ll come play with you."

"Mm-hmm! Bye-bye, Uncle."

"Bye," Chen Yuan said with a smile and a wave.

"Chen Yuan!"

Just as Chen Yuan was about to get out of the car, Fang Youning called out to him.

"What’s up?"