Luo Qianqian’s face was flushed with embarrassnt. Ah? Is that so? So what was she doing just now? Planning to stop Li Zexi’s act of heroism?
She couldn’t help but feel relieved. It was good that it was soone she knew; had he been a stranger, he might have actually hit her, not only disrupting his supposed heroic act but also looking like she wanted to start a fight.
"Long ti no see." Li Zexi smiled at Luo Qianqian after returning from the security booth. "Didn’t expect to run into you here."
"Indeed, it has been a long ti." Luo Qianqian also smiled with her eyes, her face full of nostalgia, and naturally asked, "Have you eaten?"
Li Zexi opened his mouth, suddenly unsure whether to say he had or hadn’t eaten. If he said he had, would the filter perhaps ask him what kind of at or sothing else?
"You’ve grown quite a bit taller." Li Zexi hesitated and then did not answer Luo Qianqian’s question.
Sure enough, Luo Qianqian seed much happier after hearing this. She pulled over Qin Nuan and introduced him. "This is the little follower I t on the train when I went to your brother’s place. He’s saved before."
Qin Nuan nodded. "I know, I am Qin Nuan," he said, extending his hand towards Li Zexi.
Li Zexi shook her hand sowhat sheepishly, then turned to Luo Qianqian, "Shall we exchange contact information? I still have so things to take care of."
Luo Qianqian was taken aback for a mont, then hesitated before taking out her school-use cellphone and handing it to Li Zexi. Li Zexi quickly typed in his own number, made a call, waited for the ringing in his pocket to start and then hung up, saving his na on Luo Qianqian’s phone.
"Then I’ll be going first. When you have ti, let’s have a al together soday," Li Zexi said with a smile.
Luo Qianqian nodded lightly. "Okay." They said goodbye to each other. Luo Qianqian and Qin Nuan watched Li Zexi leave, still with expressions of amazent. "With so many people in the world, it’s quite magical to bump into soone twice, isn’t it?"
"Is it?" Qin Nuan responded calmly. There is no such thing as coincidence in the world, only inevitability. All coincidences are the result of ticulous planning by those who plot. So, was it a fated encounter or a carefully planned reunion?
"Ah, it’s getting late, better not drink anymore. We can buy sothing when we step out," Luo Qianqian casually glanced at the ti on her phone, her face showing surprise, then she put away the cellphone and used her other phone to call Jimo Cheng.
"Jin Yue." A gentle voice ca from the other end of the phone.
"Senior Brother, we’re at the entrance of the residential complex now."
"Okay, I’ll be right there," Jimo Cheng’s voice was laced with more laughter. "Grandpa Kong has prepared so afternoon tea we haven’t eaten yet."
"Wow, that’s great! Then we’ll wait for you at the entrance."
After hanging up the phone, Luo Qianqian stuck out her tongue. "Good thing we didn’t buy any food, Grandpa Kong has prepared afternoon tea."
Qin Nuan wore an expression of understanding.
"Why do I feel like I’m about to take an exam? My heart’s thumping," Luo Qianqian complained after a while, holding her left chest.
Qin Nuan looked at Luo Qianqian and sighed slightly, "That’s more like the reaction you have after you’ve bombed an exam and are about to have a parent-teacher conference, right?"
Pouting, Luo Qianqian murmured. She hadn’t bombed any exams since she started schooling. If she were to say there was once... it was too painful to look back on. It was the past, all in the past, long gone.
"Jin Yue." Jimo Cheng quickly appeared at the entrance of the residential complex, waving at the two of them.
Qin Nuan exclaid in surprise, "I thought you would dawdle for a bit." After all, Luo Qianqian hadn’t told him which gate.
Although this community is very well enclosed, it does have two large gates, unlike the common ones that have four, six, or even twelve.
"Senior Brother." Luo Qianqian pulled Qin Nuan to the entrance, after all, Jimo Cheng was still there, so she wouldn’t answer Qin Nuan. She had clearly told her which gate when hailing the taxi, okay?
Jimo Cheng naturally took the bag from Luo Qianqian’s hands and nodded to Qin Nuan.
Qin Nuan also nodded in response.
The two people simply didn’t know how to address each other.
If Qin Nuan were about the sa age as Luo Qianqian, Jimo Cheng could easily call her by her na, but that wasn’t the case... Qin Nuan was even older than he was, so how should he address her? No matter how he called her, it would either be too intimate or too distant, either impolite or too awkward. After all, Luo Qianqian called Qin Nuan "Nuannuan," and if Qin Nuan and Luo Yanran were engaged, it would’ve been easy; he could have just called her "sister-in-law," but they weren’t.
"Senior Brother, did you talk to Grandpa Kong?" Luo Qianqian’s face flushed with red.
"Don’t worry." Jimo Cheng looked amused at Luo Qianqian, whose entire face was turning as red as an Apple, and couldn’t help but laugh, "Grandpa has already agreed, doesn’t Jin Yue’s issue beco mine as well?"
Qin Nuan turned her head to look at the scenery inside the community, feeling like a third wheel, a two hundred-watt one at that.
While there was all this romantic ntor-ntee interaction going on, what was she even doing here?
"Hehe, right, Senior Brother, did you ntion the small incense burner to Grandpa Kong?" Luo Qianqian pointed to the paper bag in Jimo Cheng’s hand, which contained the small incense burner.
Jimo Cheng nodded calmly.
Jimo Cheng and Jimo Kong lived on the top floor, which also had a loft duplex. Luo Qianqian was sowhat surprised when Jimo Cheng opened the door to his ho; she hadn’t expected it to be so modern and simple. She had thought that even if it wasn’t a resplendent European style, it would at least be a traditional Chinese style with an antique touch, or perhaps a relaxed pastoral style, but never sothing this modern and minimalist.
The wallpaper was beige, and the basic color sche of the entire house was black, white, and gray. Other than a bunch of green plants for decoration, she couldn’t find any other colors at the mont.
"Surprised, huh?" Jimo Cheng smiled. In fact, this style had been changed recently because Jimo Kong felt that the Chinese style was sowhat gloomy and serious, which might inhibit the developnt of his personality, making him more somber.
So, they took advantage of the ti Jimo Cheng was not ho for a significant makeover, which wasn’t much trouble; all they did was change the wallpaper, and all the furniture from inside out, just to switch up the style.
Luo Qianqian nodded, her face showing shock. Han Moxuan didn’t have this kind of look at all, and considering Jimo Kong’s familiarity with Chinese-style surroundings, it was unexpected.
"Qianqian is here." Hearing the noise at the door, Jimo Kong walked out from inside, saw the undisguised surprise on Luo Qianqian’s face, and laughed proudly, "Doesn’t this style make seem very youthful?"
??? Does the stylistic choice of the house have a connection with the vitality of the owner?
"Grandpa Kong, hello." But Luo Qianqian, without any hesitation, said, "Even without this decor style, you still exude vigor and vitality, Grandpa Kong. You seem even more energetic than the last ti we t; you must have been eating well lately, right?"
Qin Nuan could scarcely bear to watch; had Luo Qianqian activated so sort of 30% charm buff when facing elders?
"Grandpa Kong, this is my good friend and also my future fourth sister-in-law, who accompanied here today." Luo Qianqian didn’t forget to introduce Qin Nuan, so as to avoid making Qin Nuan feel too awkward.
"Hello, Grandpa Jimo, my na is Qin Nuan." Qin Nuan quickly gave a slight bow to Jimo Kong.
"Your grandpa was just talking about you two earlier," Jimo Cheng said with a smile, "Please co in."
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