CHAPTER 341: CHAPTER 341: WHAT BACK DOOR? IT’S JUST OUR OWN DOOR (1)

Speaking of her father, Shen Yao’s eyes couldn’t hide her pride, yet there was a deep sense of loneliness mixed in.

Tang Yanqi was startled upon hearing the phrase "still alive" and instinctively glanced at Shen Yao.

Is her father no longer with us?

Then she heard Mr. Sheng speak, "Your parents’ situation is regrettable. Come by often, your uncle isn’t in B City, just treat this as your home."

This was the second time Mr. Sheng suggested she come by often, yet Shen Yao nodded gracefully, "Thank you, Grandpa."

Mrs. Sheng chimed in with a smile, "Yaoyao has been job hunting recently. If you ask me, with Yaoyao’s excellent education and abilities, Jianan, you should find a position for her at the company."

Before Sheng Jianan could say anything, Shen Yao said, "Aunt, there’s no need to trouble you. I’ve submitted my resume to Shengshi Group to see if I can get through. I want to rely on myself."

"Good, worthy of the old Shen man’s granddaughter."

Mr. Sheng obviously appreciated Shen Yao’s words, and Tang Yanqi could tell Shen Yao wasn’t making polite conversation. Her tone conveyed a confidence that Tang Yanqi had never had before; it was self-assurance, affirmation of her own skills, without needing any back doors.

Sheng Jianan’s gaze lingered on Shen Yao for two seconds before returning to Tang Yanqi.

Actually, at first glance, Shen Yao’s appearance was similar to Tang Yanqi’s; Gu Han’s view that Tang Yanqi was prettier stemmed from personal bias.

Tang Yanqi was like a snow lotus on a glacier, serene and unmatched, while Shen Yao was like a willow in the southern riverside, gentle and graceful, each with their own beauty.

But...

Sheng Jianan unconsciously smirked; the person in his embrace was still the most beautiful, pleasing in every way.

Shen Yao’s hair was slightly curled, dyed a deep chocolate color, her attire more western-style, more professional. In fact, by Sheng Jianan’s taste, that was the style he preferred.

Of course, this is conditional — not compared to Tang Yanqi.

Twisting a lock of Tang Yanqi’s straight hair around his fingers and playing with it, Sheng Jianan felt a fullness in his chest, very content.

Mr. Sheng asked Shen Yao to stay for dinner, the bright dining room, with crystal lights hanging overhead, paired with exquisite dishes, as everyone enjoyed together.

Tang Yanqi’s hair hung on both sides, somewhat inconvenient for drinking soup, she reached to pull her hair back, accidentally tugging the necklace on her neck.

The dazzling diamond was pulled out, Tang Yanqi quickly tucked it back in, not because she wanted to show off, but she couldn’t bear to take it off. Sheng Jianan had personally put it on her, and she always wanted it to stay on her neck for a few days more.

Tang Yanqi’s actions were swift, and didn’t attract much attention; she kept her head down eating, naturally missing the flash of astonishment in Mrs. Sheng’s eyes.

After dinner, Sheng Jianan was called into the room by Mr. Sheng, while Mrs. Sheng pulled Shen Yao to sit on the sofa for a chat, with Tang Yanqi quietly sitting beside them.

Mrs. Sheng and Shen Yao were talking about Sheng Family and Shen Family matters. She was unfamiliar with them and couldn’t join the conversation, nor did she want to interrupt.

Playing with her phone would be impolite, Tang Yanqi could only sit obediently.

No matter from which angle, she seemed mismatched with this family. Inside the room, what Sheng Jianan and Mr. Sheng were talking about was unknown to her; outside the room, Mrs. Sheng and Shen Yao chatted passionately, leaving only her feeling off, unable to find a place.

Others might feel awkward, but Tang Yanqi was already used to it, ignoring them, and letting them ignore her as well.