Wu Wei’s initial capital was too small; he had accumulated it bit by bit until now. Fortunately, his fourth uncle currently had no work to do, otherwise he wouldn’t have been persuaded by Wu Wei.
Chu Jinhan was also somewhat surprised. Wu Wei trusted him far too much.
He actually dared to act on a single sentence from him and set a trap for Liu Maocai.
If it were said that Wu Wei was truly “beaten into submission” by him, Chu Jinhan didn’t believe that.
Song Yunfei wandered around the residential complex by herself. Finding it boring, she went back home and lay down again.
A new house really was different—even lying down felt relaxing.
In the old place, lying down meant staring at peeling walls and worrying whether bits of plaster might fall.
She had originally planned to study, but since she didn’t know when Chu Jinhan would return, she decided to just lie down instead.
Song Yunfei took out her phone and decided to look for those two novels’ resources. She wanted to see whether what was written matched the “styles” he had used last night.
She directly entered the blogger’s comment section, found a certain helpful netizen, followed them, and sent a coded message.
Not long after, a link was sent to her.
Song Yunfei subconsciously glanced at the front door—Chu Jinhan probably wouldn’t be back that soon, right?
Just to be safe, she went to the bedroom.
She opened the link, downloaded and saved it, then opened the “study materials” and began reading carefully word by word.
She had been diligent in her studies since childhood. In kindergarten, she was already top of her class. Unfortunately, her subjects were uneven, so in the end she attended an arts school.
Before she had even read much, a voice call from Bai Yu came in.
Song Yunfei clicked her tongue impatiently and answered the call.
“What is it?”
“When are you going to unblock my number?”
Song Yunfei curled her lips slightly—she had completely forgotten about that.
“Oh, wait. I’ve been too busy these past few days and haven’t been on my phone. You didn’t call me just for this, did you?”
Bai Yu snorted lightly. “Did you tell Xiaoxian that I told you those two were together? Since when did I know that myself?”
Song Yunfei chuckled awkwardly. “Uh… I made that up. Otherwise she kept bothering me.”
“She came looking for you?”
“Yeah, but she hasn’t come these past couple of days. Did she go back?”
Bai Yu said, “You should be thanking me. If not for me, she would’ve been squatting at your door every day these past few days.”
So it turned out Bai Yu had been keeping her occupied all this time.
After Xiaoxian went to find him that day, Bai Yu realized Song Yunfei had thrown him under the bus. But instead of clarifying things with Xiaoxian, he took the matter on himself.
So for the past few days, Xiaoxian had been clinging to him, trying to figure out the full story.
Bai Yu himself didn’t know any “full story” and could only make up excuses to get by.
He could tell Xiaoxian wasn’t very sharp—easy to fool, but not something that could be sustained forever.
After joking around, Bai Yu got back to business. “Have you decided yet? What are you going to do? Xiaoxian staying here makes things too obvious.”
Hearing this, Song Yunfei felt a bit irritated.
Could it be that because she had transmigrated, the storyline had already changed?
Or perhaps these events had already happened in the original story, just not written down—the overall trajectory remained the same?
Distracted, she replied, “Then tell her to go back.”
Bai Yu laughed helplessly. “How am I supposed to make her leave? Why don’t you come up with an explanation that would satisfy her?”
“You could just tell her that her best friend was reborn and chose someone who actually likes her.”
“……”
The phone suddenly went silent.
For a moment, Song Yunfei even wondered if her phone had broken.
Just as she was about to speak, she suddenly heard Bai Yu sigh.
“Why don’t you come over sometime? I’ll check you out.”
Song Yunfei froze for two seconds, then suddenly realized he was insulting her.
“You should examine yourself first! What I said is true!”
“I’m a doctor—why should I believe you? Should I start telling dying patients, ‘You’re about to be reborn’?”
Song Yunfei fell silent for a moment. “Actually… that could work.”
“I’m starting to suspect that the reason Chu Jinhan hasn’t regained his memory is because he’s been influenced by being with you.”
Song Yunfei was a bit annoyed now—he had insulted her twice in less than a minute!
“Bai Yu! I can curse too!”
Bai Yu laughed. “Alright, I’m all ears. Go ahead and curse.”
“You’re crazy!”
“Hahahaha…”
Song Yunfei didn’t want to talk to him anymore and hung up the call directly.
He had completely ruined her mood for reading.
But what Bai Yu said wasn’t wrong—Xiaoxian staying here really was a hidden risk.
Although some people were trying to prevent Chu Jinhan from going back, others were also looking for him. As the heroine’s best friend, if she continued staying in this small place, it would be hard not to attract the attention of those with ulterior motives.
If she told Xiaoxian that she had been lying before, Xiaoxian would probably get angry. And once she got angry, no one knew what she might do.
Song Yunfei sighed. Her mood grew increasingly irritable.
At this point, thinking more about it was useless—she would just take things one step at a time.
She hoped Bai Yu could keep Xiaoxian occupied for a few more days, so she could spend a few more days with Chu Jinhan.
She opened the novel she hadn’t finished earlier and started from the beginning, trying to find something to distract herself.
As she read on, her attention gradually became more focused.
What was written… was really, seriously intense.
Last night, Chu Jinhan hadn’t even reached this level.
However, there wasn’t much of a plot—after reading one chapter, it was about cooking, and the next chapter was still cooking. Reading too much of it made her feel a bit dizzy.
Song Yunfei stroked her chin, smacked her lips, and continued flipping to the next chapter.
Suddenly, a man’s voice came from behind her.
“Don’t flip ahead. I haven’t finished reading yet.”
!!!
Hallucination. It must be a hallucination.
Song Yunfei closed her eyes and took a deep breath. When she opened them again, she still didn’t dare turn around.
She quietly stuffed her phone under the blanket.
Only then did she slowly turn her neck and look behind her.
When her eyes met those deep, dark ones, the last bit of her lingering hope was completely extinguished.
She forced out a smile. “Do you walk without making any sound?”
“You were just too absorbed.”
For this kind of socially embarrassing situation, Song Yunfei was already used to it.
She quickly composed herself and sat up on the bed, changing the subject. “Weren’t we going out to have some fun? I just thought of a good place.”
Chu Jinhan sat down beside her, looking at her intently. “What place?”
His gaze… seemed somewhat suggestive.
Subconsciously, Song Yunfei shifted back a little and cleared her throat. Her mind raced quickly, and suddenly an idea came to her.
“The mall.”
“Right, let’s go to the mall. Your suit got torn anyway, so we can get you a new one.”
Chu Jinhan’s gaze grew a bit more unreadable. “Get one for me?”
Song Yunfei chuckled awkwardly. “…I’ll get one too. I need clothes for work. The weather is getting cooler, and I don’t have any professional outfits yet.”
Chu Jinhan looked at her thoughtfully for a moment, as if imagining her in a suit.
After a while, he nodded in agreement.
“Alright.”
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