Rebirth: A Cinderella's Counterattack-Chapter 662 - 642: Meeting on a Narrow Path, He Juncai (1)

"This workbook, Qianqian, help me find the math one," He Wenyu said, waving a workbook.

Luo Qianqian covered her forehead, really not wanting to acknowledge this person—even though she was her own cousin. Was it really okay to be this tricky? What if she ended up hating her? 𝓯𝓻𝓮𝙚𝙬𝓮𝙗𝒏𝙤𝒗𝙚𝙡.𝒄𝒐𝓶

"This one," Jimo Cheng said, watching Luo Qianqian as she carefully searched through the pile of books. Where was the unwillingness? He casually handed the math workbook next to him to her.

Her hands were very adept at flipping through other workbooks, her mind continuously hypnotizing herself that these were for Xiao Yu to buy, it had nothing to do with her, nothing to do with her, nothing to do with her.

After paying for the workbooks, He Wenyu, Luo Qianqian, and Jimo Cheng all carried bags, although He Wenyu still seemed reluctant to leave, but seeing the combat strength of the trio, she gave up.

Throwing the bags into the car’s trunk, Luo Qianqian thought for a while and then decided to buy some other things to counterbalance the potential gloom that the workbooks might bring.

So the three of them went back to the mall. The little girl’s favorite Barbie dolls and teddy bears were bought in two sets, as there were two people, but completely different ones so that they could swap and play with each other.

He Wenyu was looking at building blocks with a look that suggested she wanted to reclaim everything her elders had imposed on her over the years all at once with Li Menglin.

Luo Qianqian wore a helpless expression, while Jimo Cheng smiled as he watched Luo Qianqian choose toys with a gentle profile, but his eyes caught something unusual. He tugged at Luo Qianqian’s sleeve, "That person, is he watching Xiao Yu?"

Luo Qianqian followed the direction Jimo Cheng had indicated and saw a skinny figure standing in the plush toy area who didn’t seem familiar at all.

The person had yellow hair and wore nose and ear piercings, his eye sockets were sunken, his dark circles were heavy, and he was not very tall—roughly the same age as them, completely out of place with the plush toys’ warmth.

"It seems like he is, yet he isn’t. A classmate? Doesn’t look like it either," Luo Qianqian frowned, just about to ask He Wenyu but was immediately held back by Jimo Cheng’s grip on her sleeve.

"Don’t go there; that person’s gaze doesn’t look friendly," Jimo Cheng said.

Luo Qianqian immediately became anxious, "Then shouldn’t we..."

"This is a public place; he won’t do anything," Jimo Cheng continued, "Are you sure you don’t know him?"

Given the relationship between He Wenyu and Luo Qianqian, if there were people harboring resentment against her, it was impossible for Luo Qianqian to be unaware of it.

"I’m sure... I guess..." Luo Qianqian tilted her head and scrutinized the man. When she saw him turn around, she quickly hid behind Jimo Cheng, "He looks a bit familiar, but I really don’t know him."

After He Wenyu found the toy she wanted and turned around, she was met with Luo Qianqian’s grave expression, also pausing, unsure why she didn’t call her, but soon began observing her surroundings and quickly met those eyes, slightly furrowing her brow.

Those eyes looked very familiar

"You are He Wenyu, right?" The man saw He Wenyu’s gaze, didn’t avoid it, and walked over directly, eyes fixed intently on He Wenyu as he asked.

He Wenyu was taken aback, then nodded slightly, "Who are you?" Seeing Luo Qianqian and Jimo Cheng approaching, He Wenyu breathed a sigh of relief, but still maintained a serious demeanor. This man’s gaze did not seem benevolent.

"Me?" The man suddenly laughed, "You probably wouldn’t want to know my name." Saying this, he lowered his head and drew closer to He Wenyu. Almost subconsciously, Luo Qianqian rushed in front of the two, pulling He Wenyu behind her, fearful of what the man might do.

Jimo Cheng, seeing this scene, felt helpless and immediately stepped forward to protect the two behind him.

The man, seeing this, let out a laugh and wiped his nose with his hand, "Oh, you siblings have changed quite a bit, haven’t you?"

Luo Qianqian furrowed her brows. Siblings? She knew he had a brother, but she didn’t know people who were unaware of Luo Shufan’s absence or what Luo Shufan looked like. Suddenly, a thought flashed through her mind, "You’re He Juncai!"

"Not bad, someone still remembers me." The man laughed heartily, his eyes turning somewhat malevolent. "Since we’ve met, why don’t you give me some money? Otherwise, hehe, He Wenyu, Experimental High School, Class 7, Grade 11, living at...rich enough to stay in hotels overnight without coming home. Why not spare some cash for your brother to spend?"

Luo Qianqian frowned deeply. How did this man know such detailed information? If he had known earlier, why hadn’t he sought Xiao Yu sooner to blackmail her for money?

He Wenyu was also frowning deeply. This address wasn’t the old house’s address; it was the current one. How did he know?

"Luo Qianqian, let’s go." Without hesitation, Luo Qianqian pulled He Wenyu away, joking to herself that she, who was not even afraid of the Lin Family wielding knives, would not fear a coward from the past?

Jimo Cheng watched the two walk ahead, then leisurely turned around to guard them from behind.

He Juncai watched this scene and couldn’t help but glare in frustration, "You’ll regret this!"

"How... could he be here?" Luo Qianqian frowned deeply. The man from the past, responsible for the accidental death of the child that led to Old Lady He’s death from the push by Cong Xin—how could he suddenly appear in front of He Wenyu?

"I don’t know, I haven’t seen him before either," He Wenyu quickly clarified, holding only bad associations for this man: usurping others’ homes, harming lives, fleeing due to crime...

"It couldn’t be because he ran out of money and thought of your godfather and godmother, could it?" Luo Qianqian shivered, thinking about that family’s unreasonable nature, only able to curl her lip. Compared to the Old Lady of the Lin Family, they were equally unreasonable.

"What you should be thinking about is how he knew that information. Knowing your school and home address, and even that you’ve been staying out overnight recently! Importantly, he also knew you were staying in a hotel. Not many people would know that." Luo Qianqian narrowed her eyes, "I am one of them."

"Brother Jiayou, Pei Yuhao, Pei Yutian, Fu Mingxue, my godmother, my dad, my mom, Uncle Lin should also know since Brother Jiayou does. And then..." He Wenyu suddenly paled; there was another person aware that she was staying in a hotel, "And... Zhao Wenxuan."

Luo Qianqian was startled, and pressing her forehead, realized, yes, that person too.

These past few days, He Wenyu had been trying to avoid this topic, unexpectedly facing it now, she had to admit, if all the suspects were lined up, Zhao Wenxuan seemed most likely.

Huang Yue and He Jun, as her biological parents, how could they discuss their daughter with such a person? An Zilan, Lin Xu, and Lin Jiayou likewise, compared to He Juncai, they were her true family. Pei Yuhao, Pei Yutian, and Fu Mingxue were her friends, and she trusted them.

Initially, she was also willing to trust Zhao Wenxuan, but the events of that day were irrefutable, making Zhao Wenxuan increasingly suspect.