Chapter 407 I said I needed help, you said how much to give at the banquet?

“Huh?”

A question mark slowly appeared above Jiang Nian’s head. He didn’t quite understand why Xu Qianqian asked that, so he typed a reply.

“It’s been fine for a while.”

A few seconds later, Xu Qianqian replied.

“Oh.”

He knew Xu Qianqian too well. If she caught him going out and he didn’t explain, it would be hard for the matter to pass.

So, Jiang Nian decided to tell the truth.

“I did go out for something, but it wasn’t Zhou Yuting, it was another girl. I happened to meet her in the evening and went to her house for some tea.”

“She slapped her luxury car keys into my hand and told me to drive it as I pleased.”

Soon, Xu Qianqian replied with a question mark.

“Stop playing these awkward games, who cares about you? You’re still awake late at night, already dreaming.”

Seeing Xu Qianqian send so many messages, Jiang Nian knew he was temporarily safe.

There was no best way to deal with a friendship check-in. After all, everyone has a few good friends, but no matter what.

If you don’t have the ability to deceive, then don’t try to cover it up. Increasing suspicion will only make the situation more chaotic.

He wasn’t afraid of anything, just chaos.

It would definitely cause trouble.

Luckily, he wasn’t in a relationship, otherwise, in this situation, he would definitely be in pieces.

Zhennan, this place, only has two local specialties.

High bride prices and crimes of passion.

Tourist: “Buddy, what’s there to see about a piece of cured meat?”

Tour guide: “Only this one piece was rescued at the time.”

Tourist: “?”

Jiang Nian finished drying his hair and looked around.

The living room was empty; his parents had already gone to bed. He might not be able to reach Old Xu at this hour, so he sent a message to Song Xiyun.

“Beep beep beep.”

Song Xiyun was awake and replied with a confused emoji.

“What’s wrong?”

“Why are you still awake?”

On the other side, Song Xiyun, who was playing a match-three game in bed, felt a little nervous at the questioning tone.

“I’m already… getting ready to sleep.”

Wait, why was he asking about her sleep?

Song Xiyun frowned, deciding to be a bit tougher in her next message. But then she thought of her debts and immediately deflated.

Forget it, whatever he wants.

“Xu Qianqian has gone crazy and wants to chop me up. She’s sharpening her knife right now. Can you talk to her and distract her?”

Song Xiyun bit her lower lip and typed a tough reply.

“If you die, should I give the money to your parents?”

“No, sis.” Jiang Nian typed a few question marks. “I said ‘help,’ and you’ve already thought about how much to give at the funeral?”

“No, I’m just… worried about your safety.” Song Xiyun’s face and ears flushed, and she replied uneasily.

“Besides, I can’t afford to give hundreds at a funeral.”

When Jiang Nian saw the message, he almost spat blood.

“Then how much can you give?”

In front of her phone, Song Xiyun looked at the question, feeling her conscience and wallet simultaneously roasted over a fire… “Fifty.”

Seeing the word “fifty,” Jiang Nian completely lost it.

“??? Song Xiyun, feel your conscience, is our relationship only worth one Crazy Thursday meal?”

On the other end of the phone, student Song Xiyun was already sweating profusely.

“We’re innocent, though.”

“I know we’re innocent, but only the most ordinary relationships give fifty as a gift!” Jiang Nian stood on a chair in his room, getting angrier with each word he typed.

He was too lazy to type anymore, so he directly made a video call, ready to scold her.

The video call was answered after ten seconds, and the camera was facing the ceiling.

Song Xiyun meekly said, “What’s wrong?”

“What do you mean, ‘what’s wrong’?” Jiang Nian pointed his finger and immediately started scolding, “What do you mean by fifty? Don’t you feel guilty?”

“But…” Half of Song Xiyun’s face cautiously appeared on the screen. “My conscience doesn’t hurt, but my wallet will.”

“You’re really stingy, even trying to save money on a funeral meal.” Jiang Nian was defeated, pointing at her. “Fine, fifty it is.”

“Go bother Xu Qianqian for me, don’t let her chop me up.”

“Ah?” Song Xiyun looked down at the screen, her oval face flawless under the light. “I… I don’t know what to say.”

“Come on, aren’t you usually quite talkative?”

Upon hearing this, Song Xiyun blushed a little.

Indeed, as long as Jiang Nian wasn’t around, she was usually quite talkative.

“Alright, I’ll try.”

“Mm.” Jiang Nian hung up the video call.

He stood in his room, checked the time. Then he pulled out his chemistry test paper from his backpack, sat down, and continued writing.

No matter how big the matter, he still had to do the test paper.

Life always had to go on, day by day, and in the end, it was all about results. This was his “ticket,” and he couldn’t afford to lose it. It was past one in the morning when Song Xiyun sent an emoji.

“(Tired).”

“Done chatting, I’m pretty much going to sleep.”

Jiang Nian replied instantly, “Okay.”

Song Xiyun, however, found it strange and asked curiously.

“Not sleeping?”

“Writing test papers (picture).” Jiang Nian casually took a photo of the test paper and sent it over. “Alright, I’ll treat you to a meal another day.”

On the other side, Song Xiyun yawned and muttered to herself.

“So competitive?”

Saying that, she slowly crawled into bed. Surrounded by warmth, the girl thought about replying to the message, but her eyelids grew heavier and heavier.

She pressed her thumb to send a single “Okay.”

The next day.

Jiang Nian was woken up by his biological clock, five minutes before his alarm went off. He knew that if he closed his eyes at this moment, it would be completely over.

These five minutes would devour his remaining hour.

He took a deep breath, threw off the covers, and got out of bed. After putting on his clothes, he quickly washed up with cold water, grabbed his bag, and left.

It was still dark in the morning, and everything was pitch black.

At the entrance of the bun shop, he met Zhou Haifei, whom he hadn’t seen in a long time. She still had a plain bun and a steamed bun.

“Zhou Haifei.”

A boy with a slanted fringe ran up from the roadside, greeting her even earlier than Jiang Nian. He was covered in dew, not looking like a chance encounter.

“What a coincidence to run into you here. By the way, is it nutritious to eat just these in the morning? Do you eat milk and bread…?”

Seeing someone greet her, Jiang Nian didn’t go over. He just walked to the soy milk shop and ordered two cups of hot soy milk.

The owner was a woman in her forties, carrying a large thermos filled with yellow soy milk, skillfully preparing two cups of soy milk.

“Four yuan.”

“Mm, paid.”

The soy milk at this shop was rich and fragrant. Compared to the one-and-a-half-yuan soy milk from the breakfast shop that tasted like nothing, it was only fifty cents more expensive.

Therefore, students from all around liked to patronize this soy milk shop.

Jiang Nian paid the money and carried the two cups of soy milk to the bun shop across the street. He turned around and saw Zhou Haifei standing still at the intersection.

The boy was standing next to her, saying something, and his expression was also a bit troubled.

“Please take it, I really don’t mean anything else.”

Zhou Haifei didn’t reply, just lowered her head and ate her steamed bun. She saved the plain bun for last; she was also a person who delayed gratification.

People who delay are more likely to succeed; this is common sense.

Jiang Nian walked over and handed her a cup of soy milk.

“Make a fortune, Boss Zhou.”

Hearing this, both the boy and Zhou Haifei couldn’t help but crack.

What boss?

“I specifically bought this in the morning. That shop’s bread is famously delicious.” The boy said, looking at Jiang Nian.

He was wondering what Jiang Nian’s relationship with Zhou Haifei was and whether he should subtly assert his ownership.

He saw that Zhou Haifei neither replied nor introduced the unreliable-looking boy, so he simply introduced himself.

“Hello, I’m Zhou Yuebin, Zhou Haifei’s childhood sweetheart from the same village.”

Hearing this, Jiang Nian almost couldn’t hold back.

“Hello, Villager.”

Who the hell is a villager, I’ll village you… Zhou Yuebin forcibly suppressed the urge to curse, took a deep breath, and smiled at him.

“And you are?”

“I’m just a friend who makes a fortune with Boss Zhou, just passing by.” Jiang Nian said with a cheeky grin, talking nonsense.

Zhou Yuebin was a bit speechless, thinking, where did this lunatic come from?

“You…” He also breathed a sigh of relief. This kind of crazy person, speaking like a hooligan, was clearly not a good person.

Zhou Haifei was truly pitiful, being pestered by these bad people.

As her childhood sweetheart from the same village, they had, after all, attended elementary and junior high school together, and he had an obligation to help her solve her troubles.

“Please don’t bother her anymore. Which class are you in?”

“Liberal arts class.”

“Liberal arts? Do you know…” Zhou Yuebin turned to look at Zhou Haifei, but saw that she had somehow taken the cup of soy milk.

At this moment, silence spoke louder than words.

His sentence, “Do you know anyone from the liberal arts class?” was directly stuck in his mouth, instantly unable to make any sound.

Zhou Yuebin had spent so much effort talking, but Zhou Haifei remained unmoved, showing no intention of taking the bread in his hand.

Yet, she accepted the soy milk from this hooligan in front of her.

At this moment, a strong sense of youthful self-esteem made his face flush. Besides embarrassment, there was also a hint of anger.

Unconsciously, he scrutinized Zhou Haifei in his heart from a condescending perspective.

Finally, he wouldn’t serve her anymore.

“Since that’s the case, I’ll leave first.” Zhou Yuebin left, walked a few steps, then turned back and kindly advised Zhou Haifei.

“Haifei, you still have a great future ahead of you. Don’t betray your true self for a little bit of benefit.”

Jiang Nian looked indifferent, watched the Villager leave, and then turned to Zhou Haifei.

“Your Villager left, want to chase him?”

Zhou Haifei: “…Some people seem to be born to speak only to annoy people to death.”

“If you’re not chasing, then let’s go.” Jiang Nian had no interest in watching the drama either, and yawned, “I’m rushing upstairs to write test papers.”

Zhou Haifei didn’t expect him to be curious about nothing and still be rushing upstairs to write test papers.

“Oh.”

After entering the school gate, she thought for a moment and felt that it might not be good for her to say nothing, so she spoke.

“He and I are from the same village. He probably received money from his family.”

“What the hell?” Jiang Nian was stunned.

“Money for a matchmaking visit, to scout the family.” Zhou Haifei’s emotions were flat. “Maybe a few thousand yuan, maybe ten thousand.”

“Taken a fancy to you?” Jiang Nian chuckled.

Zhou Haifei glanced at the gloating Jiang Nian, feeling a bit speechless.

“I didn’t go home.”

“Then it was a lonely match, Binbin is quite good to you.” Jiang Nian laughed, “His vision is advanced, what did he mainly see in you?”

Zhou Haifei lowered her head, feeling the weight on her chest, her face completely hidden beneath her thick hair.

“I don’t know, but my ID card was kept at home.”

“Report it lost online,” Jiang Nian said.

“Huh?” Zhou Haifei turned around. “Can I?”

Jiang Nian stopped in his tracks upon hearing this, slowly turning to look at Sister Feifei, the delayist.

“No, you don’t even know this?”

“I don’t know.” Zhou Haifei shook her head.

“Didn’t you ask the teachers or something? Or maybe the police, the police here are all very nice, if you ask, they will definitely tell you.”

Zhou Haifei was silent. “I asked my roommates.”

Jiang Nian pointed at her, “A bunch of cyber illiterates.”

Zhou Haifei: “

At this point, the two had reached the front of the senior high building.

Jiang Nian pulled out his phone, turned to look at her, and said helplessly.

“Alright, alright, I guess I have to do it. I’ll help you check first, remember to treat me to a meal at the cafeteria when you get your bonus.”

Zhou Haifei thought of the few cups of soy milk and nodded without hesitation.

“Okay.”

Jiang Nian got the verification code from her old-fashioned phone, completed the procedures, and finally paid and asked her.

“Fifty, postage due, do you want to do it?”

Hearing this, she was a bit conflicted.

“Why can’t I pick it up myself?”

“Because the postmark has legal effect. After you replace it, it will be valid for a long time, and the one at home is almost expired.”

“Mm!” Zhou Haifei nodded solemnly. “Thank you, friend.”

“You’re welcome, Boss Zhou.” Jiang Nian waved his hand and rushed upstairs. “I’m going to write test papers. Let’s make a fortune together when we have time.”