bayedsolid Chapter 343: After the Luck Was Stolen, the Survival Game Came
Chapter 343: After the Luck Was Stolen, the Survival Game Came
Yan Xining shook her head. "No need, Brother Feng. I have something else to do at home. I'll go back first."
"I'll give it to you!"
Situ Feng stood up immediately.
"no, I'm fine."
Yan Xining waved her hand and stepped back, just in time to bump into a waiter carrying a tray.
There was a chill on his back. He didn't need to look at Yan Xining to know that her clothes must be a mess.
She looked at Situ Feng a little embarrassedly, and Situ Feng immediately took off his suit jacket and handed it to her.
"Ningning, I'm sorry, I just scared you. Do you want to use this?"
He picked up some paper from the table and prepared to help wipe Yan Xining's back.
As soon as he took out one bill, the box was empty. Situ Feng quickly signaled with his eyes to the nervous waiter next to him.
Yan Xining's eyes were a little dazed. She listened blankly to Situ Feng's gentle and caring words. Looking at Situ Feng's beautiful and delicate face, she almost drowned in those peach blossom eyes.
I used to hear that Situ Xuan’s brother Situ Feng was a romantic and suave man with countless girlfriends, who he changed every three months, changing women like clothes.
But in every relationship, he is fully committed and extremely considerate and caring towards you, so every one of his girlfriends is reluctant to break up with him.
Now it seems that this is indeed the case. Situ Feng's thoughtfulness and gentleness make her addicted, but how long can this gentleness last?
Yan Xining shook her head, hiding the disappointment in her heart, and was no longer in the mood to talk to Situ Feng.
Situ Feng was waiting for the waiter to bring paper when Yan Xining just put on his clothes and left.
Seeing this, Situ Feng had no choice but to quickly throw away the piece of paper and followed him out of the restaurant.
The only one left was the waiter who had just picked up a stack of papers, scratching his head in confusion.
It’s strange. The paper was just opened. How come it disappeared so quickly?
After ruining Yan Xining's plan, Jiang Yueshu chatted briefly with Situ Xuan on the way and then said that she had something to ask.
"Sorry, I have something to do at home. How about we make an appointment tomorrow?"
Situ Xuan nodded wildly, "Okay, okay, I just happened to be going back to wash up too!"
She pointed at her hair, looking depressed.
Jiang Yueshu smiled and said, "Let's go hiking at 5:30 tomorrow morning and camp at night. Do you want to go?"
"what?!"
Situ Xuan's eyes widened in disbelief, wondering if she had heard it wrong. How could someone ask someone to go hiking together right after they met, and at 5:30 tomorrow morning? !
Was this her way of expressing friendship?
After all, she could feel the other party's sincerity from the bottom of her heart, and it was impossible for him to try to trick her.
It was not until Jiang Yueshu repeated it again that Situ Xuan responded in a daze, restraining her surprised expression that showed she had never seen the world before.
"Uh... ok."
Situ Xuan didn't understand, but she still maintained an attitude of not spoiling the fun and decided to just go. She was also okay with camping.
"Okay, then you should pack some things tonight and change into some light clothes, otherwise I'm afraid you won't have enough time."
Jiang Yueshu quickly explained a few words and said goodbye in a hurry.
Situ Xuan stood there in confusion, "Ah, what do I need to pack? How come I can't make it in time!"
After Jiang Yueshu was completely seated in the taxi, Situ Xuan suddenly reacted and started running while shouting.
"Sister, I don't even know your name?!"
Jiang Yueshu leaned out of the window slightly, "I know you, wait for me to contact you! Be sure to prepare early!"
Situ Xuan: “?!”
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"Madam, you're back?" the butler asked politely.
"Ah."
Jiang Yueshu nodded lightly, handed the bag to the housekeeper, and went directly to Yang Minglan's room.
"Mom, you're back!"
As soon as he saw his mother, the eight-year-old Yang Minglan immediately rushed over obediently and hugged Jiang Yueshu's waist.
"Well, what did Lanlan do today?"
Jiang Yueshu touched her obedient son's little head and asked him with a smile.
The original owner's son, Yang Minglan, was fair-skinned and lovely. He had been very well-behaved and cute since he was a child. He was particularly obedient and a little introverted. He was not the kind of naughty kid who jumped around and acted mischievously. He was particularly likable.
When Jiang Yueshu thought about how such a cute child ended up falling into Yang Huanyu's hands, she wanted to kill this scumbag Yang Huanyu.
After listening to Yang Minglan's words patiently, Jiang Yueshu spoke to him gently.
"Lanlan has grown up and is a big child now. You need to be strong. If mom and dad are not around, you must take good care of yourself!"
"Yes, mother, Lanlan knows."
"Okay, I'm glad to know. Mom has always been thinking about Lanlan."
The mother and son hugged each other and whispered.
Yang Minglan didn't know what he was thinking about, and suddenly whispered "Mom".
Jiang Yueshu squatted down and looked at him. Lanlan's eyes were a little red, and she seemed to be about to cry.
"What's wrong, baby?"
"Mom, Dad... Why has Dad changed?"
"Oh? Baby, did you find something?" Jiang Yueshu patted his arm gently again and again, her tone soft.
"Dad came home very late. He didn't talk to Mom or Lanlan."
Yang Minglan burst into tears, looking aggrieved.
Jiang Yueshu understood. It seemed that Yang Huanyu had changed a lot recently. At least even Lanlan could notice it.
"Baby, that's because daddy has changed. Daddy doesn't like mommy and Lanlan anymore. Daddy doesn't like you, so you shouldn't like him anymore. You like mommy. Mommy has always liked Lanlan and will never stop talking to Lanlan. Okay, baby?"
Yang Minglan stopped talking. It was obvious that he still had feelings for his father Yang Huanyu.
After thinking for a while, Jiang Yueshu pulled Yang Minglan aside to sit down and watched him speak seriously.
"Lanlan, do you want to know the reason?"
Yang Minglan nodded seriously.
"Okay, Mom will tell you, but you must remember that Mom loves you the most. If I ask you to choose between Mom and Dad in the future, you must choose Mom!"
Jiang Yueshu emphasized again that the first wave of players in the plot have age restrictions, and the second wave is the remaining players of other age groups, including Yang Minglan.
They can choose to stay with their families or live in another space.
In order to prevent Yang Minglan from making the wrong choice, Jiang Yueshu had to remind him early.
"Mom, I will choose you. I will choose mom first." Yang Minglan nodded vigorously.
"Okay, then mom will tell you."
Jiang Yueshu rummaged through Yang Minglan's pile of toys and found the Transformers, which Yang Minglan had recently fallen in love with, and also found a toy water gun that he had not played with for a long time.
"Which one do you like to play more?"
Yang Minglan pointed at the Transformers.
"Okay, then why doesn't Lanlan like toy water guns?"
Yang Minglan was silent for a while before speaking, "Mom, Transformers are more fun than toy water guns."
"If Lanlan could only choose one toy, which one would she choose?"
Yang Minglan pointed at the Transformers again.
"Okay, Lanlan, think about it carefully. Daddy likes another aunt, so he doesn't like mom anymore. Similarly, he will only like the new aunt's children in the future, just like Lanlan likes Transformers and won't touch toy water guns."
It seemed a little difficult to understand. Yang Minglan thought about it for a long time before slowly pointing to the next door.
"Mom, is the brother Kang Kang next door like this too?"
Jiang Yueshu was stunned for a moment, then nodded.
"That's right, Lanlan also needs to be as strong as Brother Kangkang. If you don't like it, then you don't like it. We don't like dad either."
The family next door is a complicated reconstituted family.
The head of the household, Zhao Chuan, and his ex-wife had just given birth to their son, Zhao Qikang, when his wife fell ill and passed away a few years later.
After the divorce, Zhao Chuan found a new wife with a son, and they had a child together a year after their marriage.
Among the three children in the family, Zhao Qikang has always been the least favored child in the Zhao family. If he doesn't tell others about his food, clothing and treatment, no one would even know that they are from the same family.
The other two children in the family are picked up and dropped off at school every day, eat luxurious and nutritious meals specially prepared by the housekeeper, wear luxury brands, and even their monthly pocket money amounts to hundreds of thousands.
As for Zhao Qikang, he had no pocket money and only one thousand yuan a month for living expenses. His clothes were cheap clothes bought by the servants. He took the bus to and from school every day and was bullied by many devils in the school.
Even the servants of the Zhao family followed their master and fawned on the other two young masters at home, but ignored Zhao Qikang whenever possible. Sometimes, when Zhao Qikang came home late, they didn't even prepare meals for him.
Zhao Chuan saw it but didn't care at all. He just watched coldly. Instead, he thought that Zhao Qikang deliberately came back late to make things difficult for his family.
Jiang Yueshu and the others felt sorry for Zhao Qikang, and would occasionally drag him over for a meal and to play with Yang Minglan.
Zhao Qikang and Zhao Chuan have a very bad relationship. They have a small quarrel every three days and a big quarrel every two days. Quarrels are commonplace. Which household owner living here doesn't know this?
Occasionally, someone couldn't stand it anymore and said a few words to Zhao Chuan. Zhao Chuan responded with a smile on the surface, but continued to do the same thing in private. Some even thought that Zhao Qikang was a naughty boy at such a young age, and he kept telling others about family matters all day long, making a fool of himself.
After this matter got out, people stopped talking about him.
Because it's useless to say it, the most he could do is secretly provide help when Zhao Chuan and the others aren't paying attention.
Yang Minglan was young and ignorant. When he saw the bruises on Zhao Qikang's face, he cried out to the original owner to apply medicine, so Zhao Qikang was quite nice to Yang Minglan.
After hearing and seeing a lot, although Yang Minglan is young, he has a general idea of the situation in Zhao Qikang's family.
After hearing his mother's affirmative answer, the little guy was so scared that he let out a cry and patted his chest with his little hands.
"Well, Lanlan listens to mommy. Daddy doesn't like Lanlan, and Lanlan doesn't like daddy either. Lanlan is afraid and doesn't want to be beaten by daddy."
The little guy pouted and hugged Jiang Yueshu aggrievedly.
"Okay, dear baby, Lanlan, you must remember what you promised your mother! After we finish our meal, Lanlan must eat her fill!"
"If mom sees Lanlan not having enough to eat and not being able to take care of herself, mom will be sad!"
Jiang Yueshu clenched her fists and pretended to wipe away tears.
Yang Minglan immediately pulled her mother's hand and acted coquettishly, raising her little fist as a promise.
"Mom, I can take care of myself. I will eat my fill tonight!"
"Okay, Lanlan is so good!"
Jiang Yueshu took Yang Minglan's hand and went out to wait for dinner.
The two had just sat down when they suddenly heard the sound of breaking glass from next door.
If nothing unexpected happens, it should be the father and son next door who are quarreling again.
Yang Minglan was startled, his shiny black eyes rolled around, he struggled to get down from the chair, and ran towards the open door with short limbs.
Jiang Yueshu looked at him through the window, not in a hurry.
After a while, a big and a small pair came over holding hands.
Yang Minglan poked out his little head, opened his watery eyes, and spoke softly.
"Mom, Brother Kang Kang is so pitiful. Let him have dinner with us tonight!"
Jiang Yueshu looked at Zhao Qikang, who was half-squatting on the ground, held by his little hand, through the glass with some amusement. As they looked at each other, Zhao Qikang scratched his head embarrassedly.
"Okay, then Lanlan, please ask Brother Kang Kang to come over!"
Yang Minglan then turned around and said something to Zhao Qikang, and then Zhao Qikang pulled Yang Minglan in.
Jiang Yueshu went to the kitchen and told Aunt Wang to prepare more food for Zhao Qikang, then returned to the living room.
As soon as I entered the living room, I saw Yang Minglan with an angry face. He used his little hands to hold Zhao Qikang down to prevent him from moving, while he was walking around in the living room.
"What's wrong, Lanlan, what are you looking for?"
"Mom, Brother Kang Kang's hand is injured. Lan Lan wants to bandage it for him, but she can't find the medicine box?"
Yang Minglan asked confusedly.
injured?
Jiang Yueshu was stunned and looked at Zhao Qikang, "Kangkang, where are you injured?"
Zhao Qikang's face flushed, and he raised the side of his arm for her to see. There was a small cut on it, as if it was caused by broken glass. Jiang Yueshu could still see a ray of light from a few steps away.
Fortunately, the wound was not serious and only required a little treatment.
Jiang Yueshu went to get the medicine box, and Yang Minglan followed behind her, muttering something in a confident manner.
When Jiang Yueshu took out the medicine box, Yang Minglan had already come to Jiang Yueshu's side, frowning and looking worried.
"Mom, Brother Kang Kang must be very unhappy today. I don't know how to comfort him."
Jiang Yueshu found it a little funny to see him acting like a little adult.
"what happened?"
I've never seen Lanlan so worried before!
"Because it's Brother Kang Kang's birthday, Mom, Lan Lan always has a big cake for her birthday, but Brother Kang Kang doesn't."
The little guy dejectedly gestured at how big, tall, and delicious the cake was.
Birthday?
Jiang Yueshu thought about it and wondered how old Zhao Qikang was. She remembered that he should be in high school!
No way...Is he sixteen?
"Mom brought back two small cakes for Lanlan today. Would you like to give one to Brother Kangkang later?"
"Wow! Really?" Yang Minglan asked with sparkling eyes.
After seeing Jiang Yueshu really take out two small cakes, Yang Minglan screamed with joy, and no longer stuck to Jiang Yueshu. He took the cake bag and ran to the living room "bang bang bang".