"Your brother? What’s up with your brother?" Qian asked with a playful smile.
Shi Yu avoided talking, his eyes drifting.
Qian smirked, when a na is ntioned excessively from soone else’s mouth, and he’s not a real brother, it warrants further scrutiny. Shi Yu surely hasn’t noticed; she ntions her brother more often than she reads professional books.
Helping Dong Yi with the treatnt for sleepwalking was a must. Qian waited until evening to call Minglang, hoping he could contact Second Brother, only to find out that Yu Xiaoqiang was on a business trip and couldn’t return for now.
"Qian, are you looking for Uncle?"
"Yes, Minglang has disappeared. It’s fine, I’ll call Hai Zhao; he should know." Qian flipped through her phonebook to find the ergency contact Minglang gave her.
"No need, I have Uncle’s number right here." Dong Yi flipped open her pillow, pulled out a small book from underneath, and handed a slip of paper to Qian from the plastic cover.
"Actually, it’d be best not to trouble Uncle if possible; his work is probably very busy." Dong Yi received this number but never dialed it, planning to save so money for the holidays to buy so fruit as a gift.
"Did Mingyi give you this number?" Qian took the slip, thought for a mont, then shook her head.
When Dong Yi was rescued by the iceberg, she was still a kid, thinking too much.
Thinking it over, it’s not surprising; after all, Dong Yi was personally saved by him, so taking care of her later life is quite normal.
The call quickly connected and was transferred to Mingyi.
"Second Brother, this is Chen Xiaoqian. I need your help."
"Yes, what ti?"
"Would tomorrow at 11:30 AM work?"
"Sure, what’s the matter?"
Indeed, he’s an iceberg, his words coming out one by one, Qian speculated on Second Brother’s order of replying, unable to help but admire the trust among Xiaoqiang’s brothers. Hearing it’s her, Second Brother first confird the ti before asking what’s up; is this unconditional trust in his brother?
"I need your cooperation for treatnt. We’ll talk when we et; just co, that’s all you need to do."
Dong Yi listened nervously to Qian’s call with Mingyi, clenching her fists, afraid to disturb Uncle.
"Just tell the location."
Qian originally planned to et at school, but seeing Mingyi agree so readily, she decided to have so fun.
"Near our school at Hongfa Hotel, is that okay?"
Upon hearing "hotel," Dong Yi’s first thought was about the cost. She was still naive and didn’t consider further implications.
She tugged on Qian’s sleeve, shaking her head, while Qian winked at her, it’s fine.
"Okay, see you tomorrow."
Mingyi agreed so readily that Qian began instinctively analyzing after hanging up.
He agreed without hesitation to such an ambiguous location. Either Mr. Yu is very slow in these matters, or the brotherly bond is truly strong, trusting Minglang’s choice of partner unconditionally. There’s also a possibility: half trust, half distrust; if sothing goes wrong, he’d tell Minglang directly.
This Mr. Yu is a truly unpredictable person...
Qian, with her occupational habit, likes analyzing valuable things; she pondered about Mr. Yu’s divorce repeatedly, feeling there might be inconsistencies. This was a good opportunity to analyze more.
"Qian, why not choose the dorm at our school? Save money." Dong Yi worried about spending money.
Qian is treating her, these related costs she had to bear, but she only had a few dozen left, and a month yet to pass, unsure if it’s enough.
"School’s inconvenient, and besides, asking Mr. Yu, such a straightforward person, to sneak into the girls’ dorm, is that possible?"
"Well... then at least don’t call him Mr. Yu. Address him more formally."
Qian rolled her eyes, "He’s your idol, not mine."
Dong Yi idolizes Mr. Yu so much that she won’t allow others to use a nickna.
"That won’t work either, and besides, figure out the cost, I’ll see if it’s enough."
"Alright, after tomorrow’s treatnt, we’ll talk. You can pay back when you find a tutoring job later."
"No debt, especially not friend’s money, owe even less," Dong Yi insisted.
"Well, about the hotel you’re talking about, it’s my dad’s friend’s place; we can waive the fee," Shi Yu, after listening for a while, finally understood Qian and Dong Yi were tangled up in another "Little Qian."
"No need, pay cash." Dong Yi didn’t know the wealthy’s twists and turns, but she thought if Shi Yu waived the fee, her father might have to reciprocate, not taking even a bit advantage is principles.
"Really, no problem, I can just notify them." As Xiaoyu just finished speaking, the dorm door swung open, and the freeloader Xu Ruxin walked in.
"Shi Yu, can I borrow your phone card?"
"Oh, wait—" Shi Yu tried to find it, but when Qian shot her a look, Shi Yu cleared her throat.
"Well, I used it up, haven’t recharged." The clueless daughter of a landlord sensed borrowing would annoy Qian.
"Why haven’t you recharged yet? I can’t even make calls, really."
Xu Ruxin left with a frown, Qian patted Dong Yi, "See, learn from her; she’s got a thick enough skin to eat her fill."
Sa people, but Dong Yi’s financial situation is much worse than Xu Ruxin’s, yet she’s more spirited.
"No way, can’t hurt your friends, gratitude is a must." After a therapy session with Qian, Dong Yi talks slightly more with her.
She said this very seriously, but in Xu Ruxin’s ears, it felt like the whole dorm ganging up to mock her.
She returned, standing before Dong Yi and Qian.
"What do you an, both of you? Hinting at things, aren’t you tired? Can’t say it out loud?"
"Haha, we always speak straight, don’t need backhanded ways. We are not tired, but you, always saying how tired you are, must be very tired?"
Qian had long wanted to confront her.
Shi Yu, seeing the impending clash, quickly ran to Qian’s side to persuade, "Qian, it’s my fault, please don’t get mad—"
"Shi Touyu, shut up and go back to your bed; I’ll deal with you later." Qian played the matriarch, her words made Shi Yu obediently sit back on her bed.
"What are you doing, thinking you’re amazing? Aren’t I just borrowing sothing from my friend, she doesn’t mind, so why are you both insulting !"
Xu Ruxin felt deeply humiliated.
"How did I insult you? It wasn’t you who used Shi Touyu’s phone card worth 100 bucks? Ate Shi Touyu’s food, used Shi Touyu’s stuff; when Shi Touyu treated you invited four or five others. Aren’t these facts?"
Qian often hesitated to speak, but seeing such disgust was compelled to intervene.
Xu Ruxin heard how clearly Qian recounted things and turned on Shi Yu furiously.
"Shi Yu! So this is the kind of person you are!"
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