The Farming Livestreamer: I Don't Want to Inherit Billions!-Chapter 31: Uninvited Guest

"How does she even have the face to come to our house?"

"Shh, keep it down. I heard that the young master invited her."

"The young master invited this wild girl to dinner?"

One of the maids frowned, looking incredulous. The other nodded, "Alright, let’s get the dishes ready."

When Chi Youyou came in, the table was already set with dishes. Song Shiyu was sitting on the sofa looking over some documents.

"Thank you for your invitation."

As she spoke, she placed the fruits she brought on the table, handing the vegetables to Uncle Zhang. "These are homegrown fruits, and there’s also a jar of red date snacks I made myself."

Song Shiyu: "..."

Red dates again!

Did he look that frail?

"Let’s eat."

He glanced over the other items—there were apples, pears, and grapes—hmm... not bad.

Chi Zaozao was always behind Chi Youyou, his attention focused on Song Shiyu.

Big eyes filled with curiosity.

How to put it, he felt somewhat different from before.

"Does your family always have so many dishes for every meal?"

Chi Youyou looked at the table full of dishes, swallowing hard.

Song Shiyu inexplicably felt a sense of superiority. "Usually, it’s just me, but since you siblings are here, I’ve asked the kitchen to prepare a few more dishes."

"Thank you."

Actually, it’s pretty nice to come around for free meals every day.

Chi Zaozao: "..."

You’re just a step away from telling people you want to come for free meals every day!

Song Shiyu ate while keeping Yiouyou in the corner of his eye, the first time seeing someone enjoy their meal so much!

"Young Master, Miss Fang is here."

"Say I’m not in."

"She said she was sent by the old madam to bring you soup, and also mentioned it was originally sent to the company, but you weren’t there..."

Hearing the old madam’s name, he snorted coldly. Of course, she’d have someone to back her up.

Miss Fang?

Chi Youyou blinked curiously. She glanced at Song Shiyu, and suddenly the guard’s words came to mind, "You’re not the first one either."

But then she thought about it. Their engagement was already called off, so it didn’t really concern her, so she continued sipping her soup.

Song Shiyu noticed her small movement, his eyelids twitching slightly, "Let her in."

"Brother Shiyu!"

Soon, a pretty girl in a pink dress, carrying a food box, entered.

Quite a cute girl.

Chi Youyou sneaked a peek but the girl paid them no mind and went straight to Song Shiyu.

She pursed her lips and continued sipping her soup.

"Brother Shiyu, I just went with Auntie to the old house to see Grandma, and was passing by. This is the soup Grandma made herself~"

Fang Yifei happily put the food box in front of her.

However, Song Shiyu seemed not to notice, leisurely picking up the tea by his side for a sip.

After a long while, he finally said coldly, "Thank you."

Very distant.

Fang Yifei’s smile stiffened, feeling disappointed, but she continued to smile as she said, "Brother Shiyu, Grandma said I should supervise you..."

"Uncle Zhang, see the guest out."

"Brother Shiyu..."

Her words were cut off by Song Shiyu’s cold voice, mercilessly issuing an order to see her out.

Fang Yifei bit her lip in dissatisfaction, casting a sidelong glance at Chi Youyou who was minding her own business eating.

And in front of an outsider, he doesn’t even spare her a little face!

"Oh, what a cute little brother. So there are guests at Brother Shiyu’s house. I won’t disturb you then. I’ll come by another time to see Brother Shiyu."

She pretended to notice them just then, giving herself a graceful exit.

"By the way, Brother Shiyu, I don’t know where the guests are staying. If it’s convenient, I could give them a ride home. The transportation here isn’t very convenient."

It sounded all right, but the undertones suggested they were quite close.

Chi Youyou quite liked her earlier—the pretty looks, the pleasant voice—but now...hmph.

Having grown up with animals, all her senses were keen.

So, she could clearly feel that she wasn’t liked.

"I..."

She pouted, wanting to say no to her false courtesy, but was interrupted by a cold voice:

"No need for Miss Fang to trouble herself with my fiancée. Uncle Zhang, see the guest out."