Rebirth: The Comeback of the Girl-Chapter 884 - 883: Overthinking

When Zhen Yan got out of bed and opened the door, he saw the living room floor covered with Hanfu and various little gifts, leaving no room for him to step.

He instinctively asked, "What are you two doing? Setting up a stall?"

"Setting up what stall! I got new orders!" Zhen Yu rolled her eyes at her brother with annoyance.

"Oh! Hehe." Zhen Yan fake laughed twice, then carefully navigated the obstacles to wash up.

When he came out of the bathroom, the items on the floor had been gathered together and turned into four packages.

Sitting on the sofa, his sister said regretfully, "What a pity! Three orders were canceled during the New Year. Otherwise,"

"Don’t be discouraged," Han Mingyue quickly comforted, "If they really like Hanfu, they’ll place orders again in a few days!"

Zhen Yu looked unsure, "Hmm... hopefully!"

Zhen Yan couldn’t stand seeing his sister with such a disappointed expression!

So he immediately said to Han Mingyue, "Han Mingyue is right! They’ll definitely order again! Don’t feel so heartbroken!"

But Zhen Yu didn’t say another word.

Han Mingyue had no choice but to extend his hand, "Give me the address, I’ll go out and ship these."

"Here." After placing the folded paper with the address in Han Mingyue’s palm, Zhen Yu suddenly had a thought.

Then she turned to her brother and said, "Brother, hurry up and eat! After you’re done, go find Uncle Han!"

"Hmm?" Han Mingyue was startled, puzzled, "Find my dad?"

Zhen Yu said matter-of-factly, "Yes! Zhen Yan still has some money on hand, so,"

"The pharmaceutical factory?" Han Mingyue guessed the reason keenly and suddenly chimed in.

Seeing this, Zhen Yu nodded directly.

——

After understanding what was going on, Han Mingyue didn’t say much more and just took the packages and went out.

Zhen Yan finally sat at the dining table, eating while asking, "Will Han Mingyue overthink this?"

"Overthink what?" Zhen Yu thought her brother’s thought process was different from most people’s!

"We’re helping their family, aren’t we?"

Zhen Yan widened his eyes!

"But, but didn’t you tell me last time! That investing now is taking advantage of Uncle Han?"

"Ha!" Zhen Yu laughed helplessly and had to explain to her brother again.

"That’s what I believe! Because I have faith in Uncle Han’s business acumen and the pharmaceutical industry! But what about others?"

Zhen Yan: "... Are you saying, there will still be people who don’t approve of the pharmaceutical factory business?"

"Of course! Do you think such a big business, with tens of millions in investment, can be done just like that?!"

Zhen Yu shook her head, thinking her brother was still too naive.

"Who knows how many of Uncle Han’s friends will agree to partner with him! Even if the friendship is there, not everyone has the courage to ’bet a large part of their fortune’ on this!"

"...I get it!" Zhen Yan finally understood a bit and turned it into his own words.

"Little sister, you’re saying it’s about daring or not! The bold survive and the timid starve!"

Zhen Yu gently shook her head, "That’s pretty much the gist of it!"

——

When Han Mingyue returned after shipping, Zhen Yan had already left, while Zhen Yu was practicing painting by herself in front of a window in the bedroom.

So he silently walked over and stood quietly by her side.

Only then did he realize that what she was painting was an immortal-like figure, and the face bore a seventy to eighty percent resemblance to him!

He stood there for a long while.

Han Mingyue’s gaze never left those delicate, white hands, constantly moving back and forth with them.

Until she put down the paintbrush, crossing and pressing down her hands, Han Mingyue finally spoke.

"Finished?"

"Ah? You’re back!"

Zhen Yu had some good news to share with him!

So upon hearing Han Mingyue’s voice, she immediately turned around and stood up.

But she forgot that when she painted, she often placed one foot on the edge of the stool under her butt! So the other slipper had long been kicked away somewhere...

That’s why, as soon as she got up, Zhen Yu immediately felt her right foot go suddenly cold!

"Hiss!"

Without thinking, Zhen Yu quickly found another place to rest her bare foot.

Only the short plush surface of the slipper tickled her sole a bit.

So she had to step down a bit more firmly when she set her foot down, then quickly reached out with both hands to grab the sides of Han Mingyue’s sleeves to maintain her balance.

Han Mingyue looked down at his left foot, seeing a milky white little foot stepping on top of his black velvet slipper, looking particularly conspicuous.

His gaze lingered there for two seconds before he spoke in an unclear tone, "Why aren’t you wearing socks again!"

"Hehe..." Zhen Yu wiggled her toes, a bit embarrassed, "I forgot again! Besides, I’m not going out..."

——

Before Zhen Yu could finish speaking, Han Mingyue picked her up sideways without a word and gently placed her on the double bed behind him.

Then he went to the wardrobe to find her a pair of socks, intending to grab Zhen Yu’s foot and put them on for her.

"No, no need! I’ll do it myself." Zhen Yu quickly retracted her feet, rejecting him swiftly!

After all, the memory of him putting socks on her in the hospital was still vivid, so she definitely didn’t want a repeat of that.

How should she describe that feeling? Anyway, Zhen Yu just felt uncomfortable.

"..." Han Mingyue: "I didn’t mean anything by it, don’t overthink!"

"Overthink what?" Zhen Yu asked, confused, as she put on her socks, glancing at Han Mingyue.

Then she sharply noticed that the tips of his ears seemed to be suddenly turning a bit red.

"Uh, nothing."

Watching Zhen Yu putting on her socks, with her slightly raised orchid fingers, Han Mingyue’s ears turned even redder!

So he quickly changed the subject, "What were you just painting?!"

Hearing him ask about business, Zhen Yu had to suppress her curiosity and look at the easel Han Mingyue pointed to.

"That! It’s the design of the male lead for your first novel, what do you think?"

"... Can comics even be drawn like this?" Han Mingyue was extremely surprised!

Although he rarely looked at these things, his younger brother Han Jiayang would occasionally bring a few home when he was in middle school.

Those comic characters invariably had big eyes and exaggerated expressions, clearly not resembling real people!

However, the picture Zhen Yu painted gave him a completely different feeling—as if it wasn’t a comic, but rather a full-body portrait of a real person wearing ancient attire...