Love? The Reborn Me Just Wants to Obtain Rewards-Chapter 545 - 240: The Base Color of Youth

After that, Chen Nuanhan became quiet.

Yan Mengqing, unfazed and full of tender feelings, kept trying to find topics to talk to Su Huai about, grabbing at any subject, whether he replied or not. She just felt wronged but continued the conversation nonetheless.

The taxi driver gaped like a walrus, stealing glances whenever he had the chance.

It wasn’t that he coveted Yan Mengqing’s beauty, but he couldn’t understand why such an attractive girl was acting so humbly.

In this day and age, shouldn’t it be the young men wooing the young women?

They pulled beauties to Sanlitun every day and knew all too well the airs of these young and beautiful girls of the Imperial Capital.

Is the world turned upside down or what?!

Smart fella, quite the skill!

When the cab arrived at the destination, the driver looked at Su Huai with utmost admiration and even rounded down the fare for him.

"Young man, just give 25, that’s enough!"

Su Huai glanced at the meter, which showed 29 yuan. He hadn’t rounded down much.

"Big brother, that’s mighty generous!"

He didn’t refuse the kind gesture and indeed swiped for only 25—the four yuan didn’t matter to anyone, and for men in the Imperial Capital who pride themselves on their face, it’s better to hold a conversation than to insist on giving that four yuan.

Then, Su Huai took the initiative to ask, "Big brother, is there something you want to ask me?"

The driver glanced sidelong at Chen Nuanhan and Yan Mengqing getting out of the car, then with a reddened face and a bit of embarrassment, he asked, "Buddy, I just got into a relationship and she’s a real handful, with a fierce temper. I see you seem to be quite adept in this area, could you give me some advice?"

Once Su Huai heard it, he understood. The driver looked to be around 35 years old, at this age and with this job, it was a hundred percent not a love match but a blind date set up by relatives and friends of the same age.

An Imperial Capital hukou, living with parents in an old, small house, a so-so job not with a state-owned enterprise, just muddling along until he’s past 30, eager to marry but unable to accept that he can only "low match," always fantasizing about changing his limited future through marriage, yet time and again being disappointed, day by day the resentment growing—this is a typical example of an older unmarried woman in a first-tier city.

Not only the Imperial Capital has them, but Magic Capital, Guangzhou and Shenzhen, Suzhou and Hangzhou, have already formed an extremely large group.

Thinking of them, Su Huai also remembered Kaifeng Wang Po.

The old lady was a kind person with high emotional intelligence, but her popularity was indeed because marriage and love have become the sore point of the era, touching too many people’s hearts.

Su Huai greatly respected the old lady but wouldn’t do the same thing—what’s there to meddle with? If it’s not suitable, then it’s not suitable!

So, he patted the driver on the shoulder.

"Buddy, if you can ask this question, if you can ask me, someone unrelated and uninformed, it means you already have the answer in your heart."

The driver paused, lost in thought.

Su Huai opened the car door, looked back, and added, "The tricks and techniques of handling a girlfriend, I do know some.

But many times, it’s not about the techniques at all.

The best years for a man last less than 20, you see. First, you need to ask yourself whether you want to give it another go, or you want a warm bed and a family. Once you figure that out, you’ll know what kind of person to look for next..."

Next one, look at Gou Huai and his choice of words!

He’s truly dismantling it...

However, he wasn’t dismantling it recklessly—until he caught up with Chen Nuanhan and Yan Mengqing, walking into the hospital entrance, the taxi was still parked in the temporary parking zone, being honked at several times by the people behind.

Isn’t that a sign of deep thought?

Middle-aged men are just used to enduring, not that they don’t know anything.

But if you asked Su Huai to comment, he’d have only one thing to say, "Fuck that! Why should I endure?"

Even in his last mediocre life, he didn’t endure, so why should he now?

Seeing Su Huai look back, Chen Nuanhan also turned to look, and then asked curiously, "What were you and that driver talking about? Why did it take so long?"

With a tilt of his chin, Su Huai boasted arrogantly, "Doing a good deed every day!"

Chen Nuanhan didn’t laugh, but that amusement was enough to make Yan Mengqing giggle.

"Haha, junior, you’re really funny!"

In high spirits, Su Huai gave her an agreeable look, "Haha, senior, you’re really supportive."

Bad girl, don’t waste it.

If you keep flirting like this, I might really take you up on your offer to pass the time...

Yan Mengqing finally received an enthusiastic response and burst into a sweet smile.

Chen Nuanhan was also smiling, a cold smile, and then took her straight to the registration desk.

"Come on, senior, let’s get the check-up done first. If you really need to be hospitalized, I’ll just leave and let Su Huai stay with you. You can slowly flirt with him all night long—there’s no need to rush this moment, right?"

Is that little mouth rubbed with honey?

Yan Mengqing was rendered speechless by the rebuke, and then the "dog couple" busied themselves around her.

After a full set of checks, the situation was serious, but not too serious—

She had a slight contusion and abrasion on her wrist, a minor ligament injury to her coccyx, her butt was a bit swollen, and her right ankle had a slight sprain, which was purely a superficial wound.

Being serious meant she needed to rest in bed for the next two weeks. Being not serious meant that there was no need to stay in hospital, and she could recuperate in her dormitory just fine.

When the doctor asked for their opinion, Yan Mengqing seemed to have some thoughts, repeatedly casting glances at Su Huai with her big eyes.

Chen Nuanhan kept on the offensive: "Why do you keep looking at him? If you have something to say, just say it directly. Are we supposed to guess what little thoughts you’re harboring?"

Wow, that’s some aggression!

Without Chen Nuanhan’s intervention, Yan Mengqing struggled to cope on her own.

She simply stopped responding to Chen Nuanhan, biting her lip and looking at Su Huai: "I...I don’t want to waste your money. But, but, it’s really not convenient in the dormitory..."

Even in the North First Campus, female dormitories are mostly occupied by eight people per room.

There are fewer male students, so four-person rooms can be managed, but the female side is always crowded.

Moreover, it’s not just about the size of the dormitory, the girls’ dormitory buildings do not have private bathrooms or showers. If they want to bathe, they either go to the public bathhouse downstairs or just wipe themselves down in the washroom.