"Old aunt, you..." "Shut up." Shen Yunyun could guess that Tang Yu was about to say something like she was amazing or whatever. Was that something you could say out loud? Didn't he know phones could eavesdrop? She couldn't remember which time it was—she'd just mentioned wanting to change her phone, and the next thing she knew, her phone was flooded with phone ads. A few days ago, she told Lin Mengxing she was going to Haicheng, and then she got pushed apps for booking tickets and hotels. She was convinced her phone was spying on her. Some things weren't suitable to say on the phone, and you even had to talk with your back to it. "Come over for lunch," Shen Yunyun said. "Got it." Tang Yu was thrilled and quickly checked the time. He still had work now, and the company had a meeting. The main topic of today's meeting was handling expired medications. In the afternoon, he had to personally go to Luocheng to pick up a Hong Kong businessman visiting for government-hosted talks. It wasn't really his business, but the Hong Kong businessman wanted to cooperate with Tang Sen's company, so the Commerce Bureau asked Tang Yu to join as a companion. Having lunch with his old aunt was doable. Tang Yu was arranging his schedule, while Shen Yunyun was still catching up on the gossip. The Sheng family's incident was trending on short videos, and the comment sections under each video were buzzing. Everyone found it strange—how many people would it take to empty such a huge villa overnight? With that many people, wouldn't there be some noise? Those leaning toward the supernatural believed it was a paranormal event, but they couldn't fully explain it. The rational crowd thought Sheng Sinian staged it himself to avoid compensating Lin Qingyu's inheritance. Some netizens who read novels suggested someone must have a supernatural space and cleared out the house, saying fiction comes from life, and casually recommended some novels about confiscation, exile, and emptying villains' assets. This led to others advising them to see a psychiatrist. Opinions were all over the place, and among them, the novel readers' theory was the least credible. No one believed it. Seeing that no one believed it, Shen Yunyun finally relaxed. Not believing was right—if it were her, she wouldn't believe it either. Wasn't that nonsense? Anyway, the police definitely wouldn't find any clues, since all the villa's surveillance was broken. She had to thank Carl for that—the optical brain he gave her was incredibly powerful. She thought computers were already amazing, with hackers able to do a lot with one, like making US nuclear weapons go offline or something. But the optical brain was even stronger; disabling the villa's surveillance only took a thought from her. She happily scrolled through the gossip for a while, then called Lin Mengxing to come over for lunch. As for what to eat? Her ring space was stocked with plenty of food, so she had no worries. And those ginsengs and lingzhi mushrooms hadn't been eaten yet—how should she use them? Forget it, she'd save those treasures for when they were really needed. She'd stew a chicken, and when Lin Mengxing arrived, they could order takeout. Just as she thought that, Lin Mengxing showed up. Shen Yunyun quickly waved her over: "Sister Mengxing, come take a look—which one should we order?" Lin Mengxing glanced at her phone's takeout interface and was speechless. "Let's cook ourselves. Most takeout is pre-made food, not healthy to eat." Shen Yunyun: "..." That was a strong maternal vibe. Back when she was at the Qiao family, they also said high oil, salt, and sugar were unhealthy, so the food was bland and tasteless. Even the school cafeteria food tasted better than the Qiao family's meals. So she had a pretty heavy palate. Even though she knew high oil, salt, and sugar weren't great for her, she couldn't help liking them.