"What are you doing? I’m an official! Let make a call!"
Old Man Bi shouted sternly, full of authority, but his trembling legs gave him away.
After Xue Yuantong and Xue Chuchu ran off, they quickly returned when they saw the commotion, hiding behind Mr. Qian and Butcher Zhang to watch the scene unfold.
In the end, Old Man Bi couldn’t make the call and was handcuffed into the police car swiftly and coldly.
Before leaving, a policeman took a photo of Bi Yue’s Porsche Cayenne, the official deanor startling Bi Yue.
She was so frightened that her heavily made-up face turned pale, completely devoid of color.
She felt dizzy, taking a few staggering steps back, needing the wall for support to stand steady.
She was the daughter of the chief; from a young age, she’d overheard her father discussing such things, knowing far more than the average person.
She knew very well what it ant when her father was directly taken by the police.
He didn’t even have the chance to make a phone call.
Many of her father’s contemporaries had already moved their families abroad, but her father was sentintal, and her mother didn’t want to leave the country, so for the past few years, only Bi Yue had been living abroad.
After her father stepped down, she returned to China, because enjoying life dostically was undoubtedly more enjoyable, especially since all her childhood connections were here.
No amount of strangers’ envy could compare to the complex looks from old acquaintances.
But who would have thought sothing like this would happen now?
At that mont, countless chaotic images flooded Bi Yue’s mind: her father being prosecuted, all assets confiscated, her Cayenne being mortgaged, all her luxury goods, clothes, all gone...
She beca just an average person.
At the thought of such a terrifying outco, Bi Yue trembled, all her usual arrogance transforming into panic.
She murmured softly, "The sky is falling, the sky is falling."
Xue Yuantong peeked out a small head, "It’s okay, sister, just use the fallen sky as a quilt!"
Jiang Ning reached out to pat her little head, "You’re so clever."
Xue Yuantong’s smiling cheeks showed a hint of sympathy: "Sister don’t be sad."
Butcher Zhang laughed heartily, "It’s okay, girl, isn’t it just your dad being arrested?"
Mr. Qian, full of righteousness, gave a statent: "I believe they will handle it impartially and return fairness under the clear skies; you don’t need to worry!"
Uncle Tang: "Eat and drink as usual."
After a round of comforting from the harmonious and friendly neighbors, Bi Yue’s expression beca even darker, feeling worse.
Shivering, she took out her phone, wanting to call so uncles she knew from before, hoping they could diate.
Everyone sang as they happily returned to their hos.
It was obvious that Bi Yue’s family was not well-liked in the bungalow community; when calamity struck, everyone kicked them when they were down.
On the way ho, Xue Yuantong said, "Chuchu, Bi Yue’s sky has fallen, are you sad?"
Xue Chuchu, who caused trouble with a remote-control airplane, was slightly silent. Upon hearing this, she showed no change in expression, only following along with the conversation:
"I’m very sad."
Xue Yuantong tugged Jiang Ning, "See, I told you Chuchu is amazing, joyful without showing it."
Jiang Ning: "You can’t reach that level."
"Hmph, who says?" Xue Yuantong imdiately straightened up, pulling a serious face, lanting with anguish: "Sister Bi Yue is so pitiful!"
And to be honest, she acted quite convincingly.
...
The plane’s battery ran out, Jiang Ning went ho to recharge, and Tongtong and Chuchu ran to his place to play gas.
But Jiang Ning couldn’t afford to be so complacent; as the head of the household, he had to think about the future, cultivation, school, Evergreen Liquid, and so on.
After thinking for a while, unable to figure anything out, Jiang Ning took out his phone to scroll through his monts.
The first thing he saw was a selfie posted by Shang Wanqing from her yoga studio, a full-body shot that highlighted her beautiful legs, making one drool.
Jiang Ning liked the post.
He was prepared to keep scrolling to see his classmates’ outrageous antics when suddenly a few WeChat ssages popped up.
Shang Wanqing: "Let show you so beautiful photos I haven’t posted."
Below were three photos: "(Beautiful legs)"
"(Perky butt)"
"(Seductive face)"
Each angle was carefully chosen, making one’s heart race, first a glance then another, and finally saved.
If it were the past Jiang Ning, he would definitely have complinted her with great social tact, thinking she had a special interest in him. But in this life, Jiang Ning was very calm: "Quite nice (thumbs up)."
Shang Wanqing: "You’re so good at complinting."
"Next ti I take photos, I’ll send them to you every day; just keep complinting ."
"If I’m in a good mood, I’ll get prettier and prettier."
Jiang Ning: "Sure."
He switched back to his monts, continuing to browse.
Duan Shigang posted a photo of himself smoothing his hair, captioned: "Bro, I’m looking handso again today."
Not a single mutual friend liked it.
Shang Wanqing: "Brother, what are you doing now?"
Jiang Ning: "Playing with my phone."
Shang Wanqing started thinking: "Brother, I saw a photo in your monts before, it seed like you had a phone disassembled and frad, do you like studying phones?"
Jiang Ning did disassemble a phone before, it was his knock-off Yellow Bee which he later frad as a souvenir, which then Tongtong took and hung in her house’s utility room as a treasure.
"It’s okay, I like flashing ROMs and studying phones," Jiang Ning replied.
Since Jiang Ning’s performance at the New Year’s Eve party two days ago, Shang Wanqing had ranked him as a special guy. To deal with such people, one must cater to their interests, so she deliberately researched knowledge about phones on Baidu.
For this kind of man, as long as she shows similar interests, she can definitely quickly bridge the gap with him. After all, which girl is willing to take the initiative to do such things?
Shang Wanqing used to know a handso young guy who liked ani and with a little trick, he was head over heels, willing to do anything she wanted.
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