Rebirth: A Cinderella's Counterattack-Chapter 683 - 663: An Encounter in a Narrow Path, He Juncai (22)

"There are so many people who break up. How many have you seen getting into trouble over those impulsive words they said?" Luo Qianqian thought about it and gave a vague response.

"Hey, have you ever said anything like that?" He Wenyu asked with a mischievous smile, raising his eyebrows, "Your senior brother for sure hasn’t, but what about Xu Tianyi?"

Luo Qianqian, with a helpless face and a touch of embarrassment, shook her head calmly, "Who would believe in such deceitful promises anyway? Why bother wasting your breath? Forever? Do you know how far forever is? ... It’s the second before you stop loving, that’s the expiration of the forever you promised."

"Oaths are precious not because the promises are extravagant, but because at the moment they are uttered, they are sincere."

Luo Qianqian calmly walked out of the bathroom, drying off the water droplets on her body, "You know very well, how many ’till the seas dry up and rocks decay’? Isn’t it just sweet talk aimed at those love-struck girls whose IQs drop to zero? If promises were binding, would there be so many breakups? And even if you’re married, you can still get divorced, can’t you?"

He Wenyu looked at Luo Qianqian with a black line on his forehead. "Why do I feel like slapping you to death? Why does everything sound so dumb the moment you say it?"

"Because you are, not just seem like it." Luo Qianqian whispered, then lifted her head, "Hurry up and shower. I’m going to change and borrow a hairdryer."

"Go, go." He Wenyu watched helplessly as Luo Qianqian, wrapped in a towel, left and then went into the bathroom. The more he thought about it, the more something seemed off: "Hey, what has that little girl gone through to know so much? Could it be she has some secrets with Xu Tianyi?"

As Luo Qianqian shimmied into her clothes, after all, she had to remember that he was a guy. She couldn’t just go out in a towel, right? She still dressed piece by piece, and looking at the underwear in the closet also made her feel helpless and a bit shy.

After putting on her clothes and tossing the ones she took off into the laundry bag, she grabbed a towel and rubbed her hair as she opened the bedroom door. 𝕗𝐫𝐞𝕖𝕨𝐞𝗯𝚗𝕠𝘃𝐞𝚕.𝐜𝗼𝚖

To her surprise, she saw that Lin Jiayou and Jimo Cheng had actually ordered coffee again? And, of course, they had milk tea as well.

Jimo Cheng glanced at Luo Qianqian as she rubbed her hair and came out, a hint of resignation flashing in his eyes, "The hair dryer is in the bathroom. Don’t forget to apply some lotion. Don’t hurt your skin by drying it too much."

"Yeah, yeah." Luo Qianqian breathed a sigh of relief. Fortunately, that was the response. If he had offered to dry her hair, her heart might have exploded... because of how fast it would be beating.

Quietly drying her hair, Luo Qianqian soon noticed something was amiss. Usually, when she dried her hair, the countertop was cluttered with a lot of stuff, but now there were only a few things left, all clearly marked.

A bead of cold sweat ran down Luo Qianqian’s head. Were they afraid she’d take the wrong thing?

Calmly applying skincare products and drying her hair, by the time she finished and came out, she saw He Wenyu already sitting there, his hair half-dry, drinking milk tea. She was momentarily at a loss for words. Was she really that slow?

"Qianqian, you’re so slow..." Before Luo Qianqian could say anything, He Wenyu had already started speaking.

Luo Qianqian felt a black line across her forehead. Could she tell him she was using low heat because high heat burned her scalp?

"You dried your hair too quickly..." Luo Qianqian took the milk tea He Wenyu had poured for her and sat beside him.

"You’re just too slow." He Wenyu pointed to the nighttime view outside the window, "You see, if it snowed outside during Christmas, wouldn’t the night view be romantically unforgettable for a lifetime?"

"What can you see at night? Isn’t it just lights? As for Christmas, it’s about being in front of the Christmas tree when it’s snowing and receiving gifts. It feels like a scene from an anime." Luo Qianqian immediately dismissed the idea. Although the view outside looked beautiful now, snowflakes? How big would they have to be to see clearly and still feel romantic?

"You girls are just complicated. If you ask me, the most beautiful sight has to be the seaside in summer..." Lin Jiayou suddenly chuckled.

Luo Qianqian and He Wenyu exchanged glances, no words needed.

Sunshine, beach, and the indispensable... bikini-clad beauties.

"I really will pass the message along accurately." Luo Qianqian coughed lightly and then looked down, concentrating on drinking her milk tea with an air of nonchalance.

The expression on Lin Jiayou’s face changed immediately: "I didn’t say anything."

After finishing their drinks, the four of them chatted for a while before heading back to their rooms to sleep.

Early the next morning, He Wenyu was woken up by a phone call. She frowned at the still dark sky and picked up her phone with a scowl, looking helplessly at Luo Qianqian, who was still sleeping with her head covered. Even if Luo Qianqian’s phone rang, it would only wake her up.

Looking at the unfamiliar number, she hesitated but still answered the call: "Hello."

"I’m leaving, thanks for the money, really." After those words, the call was disconnected.

He Wenyu was utterly bewildered: "Damn, who’s that, having a freak out this early in the morning? What the hell?"

Then she tossed her phone aside and lay down to continue sleeping, but almost the next second, she sat up again. Wait, money? Leaving? And that slightly hoarse, duck-like voice...

Could it be... He Juncai?

"Qianqian, Qianqian..." Without a moment’s hesitation, He Wenyu picked up the phone again and then pushed Luo Qianqian forcefully, even pulling off the blankets. She wouldn’t wake up otherwise, lost in her dreams of meeting with Duke Zhou.

"What’s up?" Luo Qianqian was pulled up groggily, her face also grim. She had a case of morning grumpiness, okay?

"I think He Juncai just called me..." He Wenyu handed Luo Qianqian the phone, pointing at the recent call and said.

Luo Qianqian was stunned for a moment; the next second, her eyes cleared of sleepiness. She took the phone, carefully confirmed the time, and made sure it wasn’t a dream of He Wenyu’s. Then she said, perplexed, "What did he say to you? Calling this early in the morning to get you up for breakfast?"

"He told me... he was leaving, he thanked me for my money, said goodbye, and then that was it, he just hung up." He Wenyu thought for a moment. Although she was groggy at the time, it had happened just minutes ago—she couldn’t have forgotten.

"Huh?" Luo Qianqian was completely confused: "He’s left? But aren’t his mom and dad still down on their luck? Speaking of which, godmother hasn’t called to check in either..." Luo Qianqian paused and then said immediately.

He Wenyu was also startled, then immediately grabbed her phone, fumbling to make a call. Her heart was pounding continuously, and her face was filled with panic. It couldn’t be... He Juncai conspired with his parents to do something terrible... No, no, it definitely couldn’t be.

After several rings, Huang Yueran’s drowsy voice came through: "Hello, Xiao Yu, what’s up?"

"Mom, why didn’t you tell me you got home?" He Wenyu finally relaxed after hearing the familiar voice on the other end.

"I hadn’t been lying down long, what’s up? I was going to wait until you were up to tell you." Huang Yueran yawned repeatedly, struggling to push back against the urge to sleep.