"...Did I say, ’You made cry by kicking ’?" Luo Qianqian had a face full of embarrassnt, while Jimo Cheng watched her quietly with a smile in his eyes.
"You heartless thing... It was you kicking all night... Brother Jiayou, please judge this... Mom, this is Qianqian calling you because you don’t believe ; surely you must believe her own words, right?" He Wenyu was on the verge of tears; she was completely oblivious and resigned to being blad for no reason.
"Godmother... well... actually Xiao Yu didn’t kick ..." Luo Qianqian hurriedly explained over the phone: "I was just... talking nonsense."
Huang Yueran could now understand, couldn’t she? If her own daughter had really hit soone, would she have been waiting calmly? It was just that her heart was a bit flustered and she had nothing to do, so she took the opportunity to avenge her goddaughter.
After saying a few words to Luo Qianqian, she hung up the phone and sat in her seat, feeling sullen.
Lin Jiayou sensed sothing and, after hesitating for a mont, said, "Could it be that you already know who’s leaking information?"
"What leak?" Huang Yueran was completely clueless, only aware that her goddaughter had inexplicably put her in the car and seated her there; the situation on the other side was still unresolved.
"Mom, how do you think Uncle and the others found out? If it wasn’t for Qianqian..." He Wenyu started to say, then stopped abruptly, realizing so secrets are better kept.
"They... what do they have to do with Qianqian?" Huang Yueran was still a bit confused, but it struck her like a bolt from the blue, and she patted the driver on the shoulder: "Driver, please hurry back, I still have matters to attend to."
The driver didn’t even look at her, focusing his gaze serenely ahead.
"Xiao Yu..." Huang Yueran was getting a bit anxious, tugging at Xiao Yu.
He Wenyu had a face full of resignation; Luo Qianqian had already spoken, what more could she do? It must be sothing she didn’t want her mother to see, right?
After a mont’s hesitation: "That...," her eyes kept darting over to Lin Jiayou, who didn’t know how to respond either. After all, no matter how old he was, he was still the younger one there and couldn’t think of a suitable excuse.
That was when He Wenyu had a stroke of brilliance: "Mom, Brother Jiayou’s Manager Sun, he’s about to fly away, and Brother Jiayou is rushing to send him off."
"Ah? Manager Sun?" Huang Yueran imdiately straightened up: "Should we buy so local specialties?"
...How were they supposed to know? They didn’t even know where that person was exactly.
"No need, no need, it’s the thought that counts," Lin Jiayou went along with it.
The driver nodded slightly with understanding, and Lin Jiayou heaved a sigh of relief. Even if the road was smooth now, a round trip to the airport would take more than half an hour.
He Wenyu also sighed in relief and quickly sent a ssage to Luo Qianqian to get the latest situation, only to receive a response that almost made her want to jump out of the car and run back: I don’t know, I’m eating a midnight snack...
Because her mother was beside her, He Wenyu took a great deal of effort to suppress her furious expression and put on a smile: "Manager Sun seems to have already flown away, hasn’t he? I wasn’t paying attention to the ti." Saying this, He Wenyu passed the phone to Lin Jiayou.
Lin Jiayou nearly choked upon reading the ssage, but still struggled to maintain his composure, feigning surprise: "Ah, how is it so late already? This is bad, it’s too late." He then rolled down the car window to look towards the airport just as a plane was visible, promptly hitting his leg: "Oh no, it’s taken off."
Huang Yueran took it at face value: "It’s okay, it’s okay, just explain it properly when you get back."
The driver glanced over and then sighed inwardly; that was a plane landing, not taking off.
But she still calmly changed her route and turned back.
He Wenyu also breathed a sigh of relief, grateful that she was turning back. Otherwise, if she really got there, she wouldn’t have been able to find Manager Sun, right?
At this mont, the young man in the waiting room sneezed, looking puzzled: "Who is ntioning again?"
Clad in an elegant black Tang suit, embroidered at the collar with a complex pattern, if Luo Qianqian were there, she would have recognized that this pattern was extrely similar to the one on her Jade Token.
Back at the barbecue restaurant, He Wenyu didn’t hesitate and followed Huang Yueran out of the car. Seeing that they had all got out, Lin Jiayou decided that he should get out too; he couldn’t just scatter from the group.
There weren’t many people at the entrance of the barbecue shop anymore, but inside, there were still a lot of people, all of whom were familiar faces upon closer inspection.
Huang Yueran hurried into the shop: "Husband."
He Jun looked at Huang Yueran bringing He Wenyu over and nodded slightly. Sitting beside him were Zhang Ye and his wife He Guo, with Xiao i and Xiao Wu also in the corner, not having left.
"Anyway, if you want money, there is none. At worst, we’ll just sell the shop and move to another city. After that, you lot can forget about getting any news from us!" said He Jun decisively.
That was indeed the case. Without the matter of sending money to the old man, they wouldn’t know where he was, and he wouldn’t be foolish enough to call these ingrates without reason just to report his well-being.
"Jun, I’m your brother," He Guo, seeing that being tough got him nowhere, resorted to playing the sympathy card: "Mom is already gone, and now it’s just us brothers left in this world."
"Ptui, I have my wife and kids, why would I rely on you?" spat He Jun without hesitation onto the ground.
He Wenyu looked disgusted; he would be the one to clean up later, and now he was also the one making the ss. His father, truly, did not mind causing a stir.
In the anti, Luo Qianqian ca in, holding a bunch of snacks. She and Jimo Cheng saw the car, but no one was around it, so they knew for sure that people must have co here. They could only sigh, clutching the food as they went into the shop and sat down quietly in a corner to watch.
Jimo Cheng sat beside her, holding so tissues, occasionally handing them to Luo Qianqian.
"Eat a little less, don’t upset your stomach," his caring voice was out of place in this atmosphere, instantly drawing all eyes to the corner. Luo Qianqian, her face flushed with embarrassnt, t He Wenyu’s gaze: "Hey, want to have so?" she held out a piece of cotton candy in her hand.
He Wenyu and Lin Jiayou didn’t hesitate to join Luo Qianqian and Jimo Cheng, starting to eat and drink as they watched the commotion unfold. After all, everything they could have done was already done; the rest was up to how He Jun would handle things.
Huang Yueran seed to have had an epiphany and also ca over to sit down, taking a careful look at Jimo Cheng: "You are Qianqian’s senior brother, aren’t you?" That day in the hospital, the sight of him had only been brief, but that kick had left a lasting impression. She hadn’t paid much attention to this kid then, but now she observed: "You really are handso, aren’t you?"
Luo Qianqian felt a headache coming on—godmother, he’s a boy... Is it appropriate to call him handso? But then, tilting her head and giving him another look, she silently nodded. It was indeed fitting.
Jimo Cheng smiled and nodded: "Yes, Auntie."
Now that Huang Yueran was in the shop, there was no longer any urgency, and her mind began to work out angles. Suddenly looking at Luo Qianqian, she asked, "Qianqian, you did it on purpose at noon, didn’t you?"
Luo Qianqian looked embarrassed. Had she been found out?
"What do you an, ’on purpose’?" she feigned ignorance, angling her head.
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