She looked at the pool of dark red oil in front of her. Even if it wasn’t gutter oil, who knew how many people had used it before?
There was a feeling of sothing lodged in her throat, as if wet, clingy rat fur was really stuck there.
She nearly vomited, pushed the beef back, and lost all appetite.
Xu Xiaoya had also read the remark. She took a sip of her chilled tea and said, "Xixi, why do I feel like throwing up too? This person is truly despicable."
"Haha, that guy’s always got a foul mouth. There’s no helping it. Co on, let’s go. I’m not eating anymore."
The two of them paid the bill and left.
As they were leaving, Yan Xixi suddenly rembered Xu Xiaoya ntioning she had seen Wan Donglin. For so reason, an uneasy feeling crept over her.
Since the New Year, he hadn’t bothered her. But who knew what he was thinking? She instinctively glanced around, terrified that guy would suddenly pop out like he had before.
This anxiety made her very tense, and she grew sullen, not saying a word.
After crossing the street, she saw a line of cars parked outside a bank up ahead. A traffic cop was there, issuing parking tickets. Yan Xixi spotted a very new SUV, walked over, and said coldly, "Can you do anything besides write tickets?"
The traffic cop glared at her but ignored her.
Xu Xiaoya initially thought Yan Xixi had mistaken the car, but one look confird it was the right one, and she quickly held her tongue.
Yan Xixi continued, "Got the guts to tow it? What good is just writing a ticket?"
The traffic cop was furious.
She pressed on, unabashed, "If you’ve got the guts, tow it away!"
The traffic cop, unable to tolerate it any longer, took out his walkie-talkie. "Get a tow truck over here, quick!"
A tow truck from across the intersection arrived imdiately. After the car was towed, the traffic cop looked at Yan Xixi. "Miss," he said, his tone surprisingly polite, "please co to the Third Traffic Police Brigade tomorrow to resolve this."
Yan Xixi burst out laughing. "What’s that got to do with ? It’s not my car."
With that, she grabbed Xu Xiaoya’s arm, and they left.
The traffic cop stood there, dumbfounded.
The two won, however, were already laughing and hopping rrily across the intersection.
Just as she stepped into the house, her phone rang. It was Huang Xiaojue. She found herself at a loss for words and only answered after it had rung several tis.
"Xixi, what are you doing?"
She said gently, "Xiaoya and I just got back from eating out."
He was silent for a mont, seeming to want to say sothing but hesitating.
Seeing his hesitation, Yan Xixi imdiately had a bad feeling and asked quietly, "Xiaojue, what is it you want to say?"
He gave a bitter laugh. "My mom caught a cold. She said she’s running a high fever and is at the hospital on an IV drip right now."
She was stunned for a mont, then quickly asked, "Which hospital is Auntie at? I’ll go see her right away."
Huang Xiaojue audibly sighed in relief. He hadn’t originally planned to tell her. But with his mother sick while he was away, and given how strongly his mother disapproved of Yan Xixi, he hoped this call might help ease the tension between them.
"Xixi, you know my mom’s temper. If she says anything unpleasant, please don’t take it to heart."
"Hey, I know."
"Xixi, thank you."
"Silly, of course I should. Don’t worry, I’ll go see Auntie right away."
She hung up, thought for a mont, then dialed Huang Xiaojue’s mother’s number.
This ti, Huang Xiaojue’s mother answered, her tone icy. "What do you want?"
"Auntie, I heard you were sick. I’m coming to the hospital to see you right now..."
Huang Xiaojue’s mother cut her off imdiately. "No need. I’m not that lucky."
"Auntie..."
"As long as you stay away, I’ll naturally get better. If you actually co, even a minor illness of mine will turn into a major one. So, don’t co!"
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