The next day, Cen Mengke brought a group of friends to where Fu Jia was to play.
More than ten people went inside the KTV's 'Supreme Box', clamouring for a pile of snacks. It took three pages for Fu Jia to finished recording their order.
After he delivered the last fruit tray, Fu Jia was stopped by Cen Mengke. There was a lot of noise inside the box, so she yelled in Fu Jia's ear: "You play with me. I know your boss, there's no issue!"
Fu Jia's brain was about to be pierced by her voice, he quickly pushed her away and agreed: "I know, I know, don't yell."
Cen Mengke laughed at him, she also felt it was too noisy and grabbed the microphone on the table to command loudly: "Be quiet, change it to a ballad!"
When the untuned singing halted, everyone hurriedly switched to another song and the roaring noise that could reach the heavens settled down.
"How is it, the results should have come out, you did well right?" Cen Mengke nudged Fu Jia's shoulder.
Fu Jia had a headache when she mentioned this subject, and nodded perfunctorily.
Cen Mengke's smile deepened: "You have contacted Mr Wang right, he doesn't have any problems. Do you need to go through any formalities to transfer? When are you going to tell?"
Fu Jia keenly noticed there was something wrong with her words, and wondered: "Why are you so sure that there's no problem with Mr Wang?"
Cen Mengke slapped the table and laughed, then concealed herself by eating a piece of watermelon: "That's for sure, it's the teacher I introduced to you……"
Fu Jia's first reaction was: Cen Mengke has a relationship with Lin Qing. But he quickly denied this thought. Cen Mengke only met him because Li Qinhe and Lu Qi'an knew Fu Jia, so she can't be involved with Lin Qing.
Both the Lu Family's father and son hated Lin Qing, Fu Jia was certain about this.
The problem should lie with Mr Wang.
Fu Jia continued to ask: "How did you know Mr Wang?"
Cen Mengke looked up at the ceiling: "I just know. Your boss, me, have great resources, didn't you realised it on the first day?"
She made up her mind to act shamelessly, whatever Fu Jia asked she wouldn't answer, which made him a little angry.
His mood has been gloomy ever since yesterday's events, he didn't know how long this feeling would last.
He stood up: "You play, I still have work."
Cen Mengke grabbed him: "Don't go, don't go, I still have unfinished business!"
She knew it was useless to use force on Fu Jia, but just a little tenderness have a miraculous effect on him, hence she fluttered her large eyes and said: "sit down, I'll hurry up this time and talk about business."
Fu Jia stared at her.
Cen Mengke continued to blink.
Fu Jia reluctantly sat back.
He wasn't someone who couldn't tell what's good and what's bad. Cen Mengke had always sincerely helped him, a girl who had been treated coldly by him so many times before could still be so energetic.
It was him that was too much.
Cen Mengke patted the younger bro next to her, and he immediately handed her a big box. She carried it in her arms and opened it as if she was presenting a treasure, and said: "This is a gift for your transfer."
After speaking, she took out a brand-new set of No.6 High's uniform.
"Prepared it for you, lest you felt it was too expensive and buy second-hand ones from people at school." The quality of No.6 High's uniform was top-notch in the city, even the price was top-notch. In regards to Fu Jia's financial situation, Cen Mengke would naturally think like this.
Fu Jia didn't just fail to pick it up, he also pushed it back: "I can't have this."
Cen Mengke rolled her eyes: "Hey, how come such a big man is so petty? You don't even dare to touch this thing?" She continued to search through the box and pulled out a new schoolbag: "Look at this, this is for you too. Come touch the fabric, wow, I want all of this……"
Of course, she was talking nonsense. Although this schoolbag was of high quality, it wasn't her taste. The bag was completely black, other than the grey line encircling the edge, the colours and layout were simple and general. Fu Jia glanced at the tag hanging from the bag, it was at least a dozen pages thick with every kind of language, telling him how expensive this was.
Fu Jia said, "Thank you, but I don't want these things. If I accept them, how it is different from taking your money?"
Cen Mengke's rolled her eyes more: "You are really petty!" She spoke faster, "Besides, these things aren't given by me to you, so you aren't taking my money, but Lu……"
By the time she mentioned this, she woke up and stopped on the name "Lu" . She almost choked on herself.
It was Lu Qi'an who bought the schoolbag and sent it to Li Qinhe, saying: "Help him buy somethings for school." Then, Li Qinhe passed her the schoolbag and repeated Lu Qi'an's words. She ran here and there, gathering all kinds of things before coming here to offer the treasure.
However, she couldn't say it.
It's really suffocating her.
Fu Jia looked at her suspiciously: "Lu?"
"I'm really full. I can't believe I passed by here to receive blame!" Cen Mengke forcibly threw the name 'Lu' away and angrily tossed the bag, "Do you want it or not? I don't want this dark thing anyway, and this uniform and this,"
She kicked the box and the items inside tangled in a mess. "And this pile of stationery isn't Holle Kitty's, so what would I do with it? If you don't want it, throw it away, I don't want it either."
After she snapped, she turned around and left.
"Cen Mengke!" Fu Jia wanted to catch up, but Cen Mengke's younger bro stopped him.
Fu Jia couldn't do anything but said to the boy: "You take that box back and return it to your boss." The little bro smiled foolishly: "Ok."
Fu Jia let out a sigh of relief and left the room to continue working.
When he returned to the place arranged for him to rest in at midnight, he saw the box beside the bed.
Fu Jia: "…"
July, August.
During the bitter summer.
This holiday, Lu Qi'an returned from studying abroad and stayed at the Lin Family's villa for three days.
During the past three days, he didn't carry Lin Fengxun to the courtyard to play, making Lin Fengxun a little confused. He complained about him: "Bro Qi'an is lazy, he doesn't want to carry me now."
Lu Wanqing laughed at this: "It's you who's too big and heavy, who would want to carry you."
Lin Fengxun looked angry and comical, he pushed his mother to let her out.
Lu Wanqing didn't like to disturb the two children's freedom, so she rose up to leave his room.
"Aunt, I'll leave with you." Lu Qi'an stood up.
Lin Fengxun looked lonely: "Bro Qi'an, are you leaving?"
Lu Wanqing was also surprised: "You've only stayed for a few days, why are you leaving?"
"I'm going to stay with Dad for a while." Lu Qi'an said, "It's better to go as early as possible, else there's no suitable time after school starts."
Lin Fengxun understood. He felt very disappointed, but he didn't ask him to stay. Lu Qi'an's holiday was late this year and he studied abroad soon after. He didn't say goodbye to his father before he left, and didn't see him after he came back. Calculating from this, the pair of father and son haven't met each other for several months.
Lu Wanqing frowned: "Qi'an, your father…"
"Yeah." Lu Qi'an nodded, "Don't worry, I realise and understand."
Realise and understand, but not necessarily forgiven.
Lu Wanqing smiled helplessly: "You and Sister-in-law really have the same temperament……" She patted her son's head, "Fengfeng, say goodbye to Qi'an."
Lin Fengxun was unwilling to let go: "Bro Qi'an, goodbye."
Lu Qi'an rubbed his head too: "Goodbye, I'll find time to see you again."
Lu Wanqing wanted to personally help Lu Qi'an pack his luggage and drive him there, but as soon as she opened the suitcase, a call from work took her away.
Aunt Chen took over what she was doing with quicker hands and feet, she was much faster than Lu Wanqing.
"Young Mr Lu, you should go to the living room on the first floor and wait for me." When Lu Qi'an stood close by her, Aunt Chen's heart couldn't calm down.
She was a little scared of Lu Qi'an.
Lu Qi'an could see Aunt Chen's nervousness, he nodded and went down. There was someone in the living room, it was Lin Qing. He sat on the sofa drinking coffee. He was neatly dressed as if he just returned from outside.
When Lin Qing heard footsteps, he looked over and saw Qi'an. He spoke with a pleasant tone: "Qi'an, long time no see"
Lu Qi'an nodded to him: "Long time no see, Uncle Lin."
Lin Qing beckoned to him: "Come Qi'an, this is a rare opportunity. Let's sit down and have a cup of coffee together."
Lu Qi'an refused: "I don't like coffee."
Lin Qing wasn't embarrassed, he smiled happily: "Then we won't drink coffee, chatting is also good."
Lu Qi'an didn't refuse anymore and sat opposite to Lin Qing.
Lin Qing glanced upstairs, towards Lin Fengxun's room and exclaimed: "Thank you for coming here often to see Fengfeng, so that Fengfeng isn't too lonely."
Lu Qi'an had a smile on his face, but nothing in his eyes: "No, I just come here a bit more than you, Uncle Lin."
With this sentence, he bluntly revealed his dislike for Lin Qing.
The young man in front of Li Qing didn't want to hypocritically exchange compliments.
After realising this, Lin Qing began to laugh hollowly and loosen, he leaned against the sofa as if he was boneless: "Qi'an, if you are angry because Fu Jia disturbed you, I apologise."
Lu Qi'an raised his eyes to look at Lin Qing: "Fu Jia's matter has nothing to do with me."
Lin Qing pretentiously shook his head in shame: "I caused this disaster, I must apologise. But, I don't understand something. After Fu Jia moved out, I have been sending people to monitor him. I know he contacted a teacher named Mr Wang and wants to transfer to No.6 High. I thought Fu Jia was muddle-headed and wanted to annoy you, so I planned to cut his contact with Mr Wang."
His eyes widened when he reached this point: "I didn't expect the person pulling the strings was you, Qi'an."
Lin Qing was amazed: "Why are you doing this? Fu Jia is just like his mother; if someone gave him a pole, he'll climb on it. You might have good intentions, but I don't know how long he would continue to pester you. I have beaten Fu Jia this time, but if you soften and let him pester you again, don't blame me." After he spoke, he laughed aloud. In his eyes, Lu Qi'an was soft-hearted with Fu Jia and would offer a helping hand, but this was a childish act that made others laugh.
However, Lu Qi'an also smiled.
"Uncle Lin, although I call you uncle, you aren't considered my elder. What I want to do or how I treat others has nothing to do with you."
His words were so satirical that Lin Qing frowned.
"You don't understand? Then let me simplify it." Lu Qi'an spoke with a mocking smile: "It's none of your business."
The next day, Cen Mengke brought a group of friends to where Fu Jia was to play.
More than ten people went inside the KTV's 'Supreme Box', clamouring for a pile of snacks. It took three pages for Fu Jia to finished recording their order.
After he delivered the last fruit tray, Fu Jia was stopped by Cen Mengke. There was a lot of noise inside the box, so she yelled in Fu Jia's ear: "You play with me. I know your boss, there's no issue!"
Fu Jia's brain was about to be pierced by her voice, he quickly pushed her away and agreed: "I know, I know, don't yell."
Cen Mengke laughed at him, she also felt it was too noisy and grabbed the microphone on the table to command loudly: "Be quiet, change it to a ballad!"
When the untuned singing halted, everyone hurriedly switched to another song and the roaring noise that could reach the heavens settled down.
"How is it, the results should have come out, you did well right?" Cen Mengke nudged Fu Jia's shoulder.
Fu Jia had a headache when she mentioned this subject, and nodded perfunctorily.
Cen Mengke's smile deepened: "You have contacted Mr Wang right, he doesn't have any problems. Do you need to go through any formalities to transfer? When are you going to tell?"
Fu Jia keenly noticed there was something wrong with her words, and wondered: "Why are you so sure that there's no problem with Mr Wang?"
Cen Mengke slapped the table and laughed, then concealed herself by eating a piece of watermelon: "That's for sure, it's the teacher I introduced to you……"
Fu Jia's first reaction was: Cen Mengke has a relationship with Lin Qing. But he quickly denied this thought. Cen Mengke only met him because Li Qinhe and Lu Qi'an knew Fu Jia, so she can't be involved with Lin Qing.
Both the Lu Family's father and son hated Lin Qing, Fu Jia was certain about this.
The problem should lie with Mr Wang.
Fu Jia continued to ask: "How did you know Mr Wang?"
Cen Mengke looked up at the ceiling: "I just know. Your boss, me, have great resources, didn't you realised it on the first day?"
She made up her mind to act shamelessly, whatever Fu Jia asked she wouldn't answer, which made him a little angry.
His mood has been gloomy ever since yesterday's events, he didn't know how long this feeling would last.
He stood up: "You play, I still have work."
Cen Mengke grabbed him: "Don't go, don't go, I still have unfinished business!"
She knew it was useless to use force on Fu Jia, but just a little tenderness have a miraculous effect on him, hence she fluttered her large eyes and said: "sit down, I'll hurry up this time and talk about business."
Fu Jia stared at her.
Cen Mengke continued to blink.
Fu Jia reluctantly sat back.
He wasn't someone who couldn't tell what's good and what's bad. Cen Mengke had always sincerely helped him, a girl who had been treated coldly by him so many times before could still be so energetic.
It was him that was too much.
Cen Mengke patted the younger bro next to her, and he immediately handed her a big box. She carried it in her arms and opened it as if she was presenting a treasure, and said: "This is a gift for your transfer."
After speaking, she took out a brand-new set of No.6 High's uniform.
"Prepared it for you, lest you felt it was too expensive and buy second-hand ones from people at school." The quality of No.6 High's uniform was top-notch in the city, even the price was top-notch. In regards to Fu Jia's financial situation, Cen Mengke would naturally think like this.
Fu Jia didn't just fail to pick it up, he also pushed it back: "I can't have this."
Cen Mengke rolled her eyes: "Hey, how come such a big man is so petty? You don't even dare to touch this thing?" She continued to search through the box and pulled out a new schoolbag: "Look at this, this is for you too. Come touch the fabric, wow, I want all of this……"
Of course, she was talking nonsense. Although this schoolbag was of high quality, it wasn't her taste. The bag was completely black, other than the grey line encircling the edge, the colours and layout were simple and general. Fu Jia glanced at the tag hanging from the bag, it was at least a dozen pages thick with every kind of language, telling him how expensive this was.
Fu Jia said, "Thank you, but I don't want these things. If I accept them, how it is different from taking your money?"
Cen Mengke's rolled her eyes more: "You are really petty!" She spoke faster, "Besides, these things aren't given by me to you, so you aren't taking my money, but Lu……"
By the time she mentioned this, she woke up and stopped on the name "Lu" . She almost choked on herself.
It was Lu Qi'an who bought the schoolbag and sent it to Li Qinhe, saying: "Help him buy somethings for school." Then, Li Qinhe passed her the schoolbag and repeated Lu Qi'an's words. She ran here and there, gathering all kinds of things before coming here to offer the treasure.
However, she couldn't say it.
It's really suffocating her.
Fu Jia looked at her suspiciously: "Lu?"
"I'm really full. I can't believe I passed by here to receive blame!" Cen Mengke forcibly threw the name 'Lu' away and angrily tossed the bag, "Do you want it or not? I don't want this dark thing anyway, and this uniform and this,"
She kicked the box and the items inside tangled in a mess. "And this pile of stationery isn't Holle Kitty's, so what would I do with it? If you don't want it, throw it away, I don't want it either."
After she snapped, she turned around and left.
"Cen Mengke!" Fu Jia wanted to catch up, but Cen Mengke's younger bro stopped him.
Fu Jia couldn't do anything but said to the boy: "You take that box back and return it to your boss." The little bro smiled foolishly: "Ok."
Fu Jia let out a sigh of relief and left the room to continue working.
When he returned to the place arranged for him to rest in at midnight, he saw the box beside the bed.
Fu Jia: "…"
July, August.
During the bitter summer.
This holiday, Lu Qi'an returned from studying abroad and stayed at the Lin Family's villa for three days.
During the past three days, he didn't carry Lin Fengxun to the courtyard to play, making Lin Fengxun a little confused. He complained about him: "Bro Qi'an is lazy, he doesn't want to carry me now."
Lu Wanqing laughed at this: "It's you who's too big and heavy, who would want to carry you."
Lin Fengxun looked angry and comical, he pushed his mother to let her out.
Lu Wanqing didn't like to disturb the two children's freedom, so she rose up to leave his room.
"Aunt, I'll leave with you." Lu Qi'an stood up.
Lin Fengxun looked lonely: "Bro Qi'an, are you leaving?"
Lu Wanqing was also surprised: "You've only stayed for a few days, why are you leaving?"
"I'm going to stay with Dad for a while." Lu Qi'an said, "It's better to go as early as possible, else there's no suitable time after school starts."
Lin Fengxun understood. He felt very disappointed, but he didn't ask him to stay. Lu Qi'an's holiday was late this year and he studied abroad soon after. He didn't say goodbye to his father before he left, and didn't see him after he came back. Calculating from this, the pair of father and son haven't met each other for several months.
Lu Wanqing frowned: "Qi'an, your father…"
"Yeah." Lu Qi'an nodded, "Don't worry, I realise and understand."
Realise and understand, but not necessarily forgiven.
Lu Wanqing smiled helplessly: "You and Sister-in-law really have the same temperament……" She patted her son's head, "Fengfeng, say goodbye to Qi'an."
Lin Fengxun was unwilling to let go: "Bro Qi'an, goodbye."
Lu Qi'an rubbed his head too: "Goodbye, I'll find time to see you again."
Lu Wanqing wanted to personally help Lu Qi'an pack his luggage and drive him there, but as soon as she opened the suitcase, a call from work took her away.
Aunt Chen took over what she was doing with quicker hands and feet, she was much faster than Lu Wanqing.
"Young Mr Lu, you should go to the living room on the first floor and wait for me." When Lu Qi'an stood close by her, Aunt Chen's heart couldn't calm down.
She was a little scared of Lu Qi'an.
Lu Qi'an could see Aunt Chen's nervousness, he nodded and went down. There was someone in the living room, it was Lin Qing. He sat on the sofa drinking coffee. He was neatly dressed as if he just returned from outside.
When Lin Qing heard footsteps, he looked over and saw Qi'an. He spoke with a pleasant tone: "Qi'an, long time no see"
Lu Qi'an nodded to him: "Long time no see, Uncle Lin."
Lin Qing beckoned to him: "Come Qi'an, this is a rare opportunity. Let's sit down and have a cup of coffee together."
Lu Qi'an refused: "I don't like coffee."
Lin Qing wasn't embarrassed, he smiled happily: "Then we won't drink coffee, chatting is also good."
Lu Qi'an didn't refuse anymore and sat opposite to Lin Qing.
Lin Qing glanced upstairs, towards Lin Fengxun's room and exclaimed: "Thank you for coming here often to see Fengfeng, so that Fengfeng isn't too lonely."
Lu Qi'an had a smile on his face, but nothing in his eyes: "No, I just come here a bit more than you, Uncle Lin."
With this sentence, he bluntly revealed his dislike for Lin Qing.
The young man in front of Li Qing didn't want to hypocritically exchange compliments.
After realising this, Lin Qing began to laugh hollowly and loosen, he leaned against the sofa as if he was boneless: "Qi'an, if you are angry because Fu Jia disturbed you, I apologise."
Lu Qi'an raised his eyes to look at Lin Qing: "Fu Jia's matter has nothing to do with me."
Lin Qing pretentiously shook his head in shame: "I caused this disaster, I must apologise. But, I don't understand something. After Fu Jia moved out, I have been sending people to monitor him. I know he contacted a teacher named Mr Wang and wants to transfer to No.6 High. I thought Fu Jia was muddle-headed and wanted to annoy you, so I planned to cut his contact with Mr Wang."
His eyes widened when he reached this point: "I didn't expect the person pulling the strings was you, Qi'an."
Lin Qing was amazed: "Why are you doing this? Fu Jia is just like his mother; if someone gave him a pole, he'll climb on it. You might have good intentions, but I don't know how long he would continue to pester you. I have beaten Fu Jia this time, but if you soften and let him pester you again, don't blame me." After he spoke, he laughed aloud. In his eyes, Lu Qi'an was soft-hearted with Fu Jia and would offer a helping hand, but this was a childish act that made others laugh.
However, Lu Qi'an also smiled.
"Uncle Lin, although I call you uncle, you aren't considered my elder. What I want to do or how I treat others has nothing to do with you."
His words were so satirical that Lin Qing frowned.
"You don't understand? Then let me simplify it." Lu Qi'an spoke with a mocking smile: "It's none of your business."
