And Sister Jin is picking up soone at the airport, why would she want to co?
He felt quite gloomy.
"Sister Jin, who are you picking up?"
"Ah?" Qi Xiaojin’s face showed surprise.
"Didn’t I tell you?"
"No... I probably didn’t, right?"
Fang Yu also felt unsure, given that he was slightly distracted in the car.
Qi Xiaojin, seeing Fang Yu’s dazed look, couldn’t help but giggle, always giving off a very optimistic and cheerful vibe.
Her appearance, if seen by the ’younger sister’ from the ga, would probably make her eyeballs pop out.
How could that frenzied, homicidal sister be so playful, cute, and gentle?
"Do you rember how many people are in my family?"
This question stumped Fang Yu.
To be honest, in Fang Yu’s view, his relationship with Sister Jin had not reached that level.
How could he possibly know the specific circumstances of each other’s families?
Just as Sister Jin would definitely not know that he was a child from a single-parent family with ties cut from his father.
Shaking his head slightly, Fang Yu indicated he didn’t know.
Qi Xiaojin held out a hand.
"Five."
She smiled and said, "My family is a family of five. My parents are businesspeople who work away from ho, I am the second child, with an elder sister and a younger brother. My sister travels everywhere and seldom has a fixed residence, and my brother is rebellious. He dropped out of school early and is tied down by my parents to do business in a different city."
ntioning her family, Qi Xiaojin recounted them like precious treasures.
In her past life, she didn’t know how to cherish.
After the apocalypse, she wanted to find her family, but they were nowhere to be found.
After all the hardships, she only got a string of death numbers from the bits and pieces of the survivors.
And within this string of numbers were all her family mbers.
In fact, if not for Fang Yu, she would have followed in her family’s footsteps into the embrace of death long ago.
Qi Xiaojin never felt she was all that strong.
She... was just very lucky.
Lucky to have Fang Yu by her side to protect her.
Lucky to have soone to hold up the sky for her.
Lucky... to have Fang Yu beside her in those apocalyptic tis, where people died daily, and life was as cheap as dirt.
That’s all there was to it.
"Erm... so who are you picking up now?"
Fang Yu, puzzled, asked.
"My elder sister, Qi ng."
Fang Yu scratched his head.
That made him even more confused.
You pick up your sister, why call here?
Qi Xiaojin just smiled.
She had two reasons for asking Fang Yu to co along.
First, she wanted to introduce Fang Yu to her family mbers sooner.
Second, she wanted Fang Yu to get familiar with her elder sister.
The apocalypse was still far away, but they couldn’t slack off on the preparations to make.
This ti, she would not only protect Fang Yu but also guard her family mbers, to make up for all the regrets of her past life!
"Over here, over here!"
Qi Xiaojin suddenly waved her hands excitedly, and her eyes were even a bit moist.
Although she had video-called her family right after being reborn,
it was their first real eting.
Seeing her elder sister, who ca striding over with a spirited aura, Qi Xiaojin was very excited.
"Xiao Jin!"
Qi ng also noticed her and waved back vigorously.
She ca over pushing her luggage.
The two sisters excitedly chattered away.
Talking about things Fang Yu didn’t quite understand.
Stuff like English brand costics on sale, having snapped up several bottles, and even arguing with so old woman in line.
To Fang Yu, it was surprising, a testant to the diversity of the world.
Even rich second-generation kids would hunt for discounted costics and argue with people in line...
But these very everyday, very ordinary topics made Sister Jin excited and happy.
So Fang Yu resolutely kept his mouth shut, silently playing the role of an onlooker.
He sneaked a look at Sister Jin’s elder sister, wearing sunglasses, with long hair, dressed very fashionably and stylishly, like a big star.
If Sister Jin hadn’t just ntioned her elder sister was a rich second-generation layabout, spending each day traveling and enjoying life, he would have really mistaken her for a celebrity.
After a while, the two won’s emotions stabilized a bit.
Only then did Qi ng naturally hand over her luggage to Fang Yu and was ready to leave with Sister Jin.
But she suddenly realized Sister Jin wasn’t moving.
"Xiao Jin?"
Qi Xiaojin raised her hand, gesturing an introduction towards Fang Yu, who had taken the luggage and was about to leave.
"Fang Yu, my friend."
"Ah?"
Qi ng was caught off guard at first.
Then...
"Ah?!"
She then realized, widened her eyes at Fang Yu, and even pushed down her sunglasses to reveal her beautiful eyes.
"Your boyfriend, eh?"
"Not yet."
Qi Xiaojin whispered close by.
"Oh—"
Qi ng gave a knowing look.
Approaching Fang Yu, she patted her chest.
"Qi ng, professional squanderer, Xiao Jin’s sister. And you? What do you do?"
The pressure... An inexplicable sense of oppression.
What was that all about?
Fang Yu felt a bit awkward and looked away.
"Ga, gar. A professional gar."
His voice was quiet, with a lack of confidence.
His ears felt a little hot.
Professional gar, it sounded good when said out loud, very prestigious.
But in most people’s eyes, that’s the sa as an unemployed vagrant.
Especially Fang Yu, who hadn’t made big money yet.
He looked even more like one of those slackers who just wanted to laze around at ho and not do any work.
Those types of slackers usually had a very nice-sounding job title.
Like a professional gar who plays gas daily, or a professional writer who dreams at ho.
Fang Yu didn’t feel that his reputation as a professional gar was tarnished by these slackers, but his current situation wasn’t much better than theirs.
The only consolation was that he had started making money and seeing so inco.
He was truly on the path of entrepreneurship, on the road to becoming a professional gar.
But to others, it sounded like sothing else.
"Oh... a professional gar, huh."
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