Translator:
Noodletown Translated
Editor:
Noodletown Translated
Yeah.
That’s normal, there are so many people in this world, and everyone has different personalities. Just because you like her, it doesn’t mean that she likes you.
Mrs. Su smiled…
It’s not that simple…
Can you tell me about it?
Mrs. Su was hopeful.
No…
Fine.
She knew that this little brat wouldn’t give up information so easily.
Mom… I’m a little tired, I’m going to go up to bed.
Okay.
Is Grandpa at home?
No, he’s at a conference in Jing City… Your father’s in the study.
Never mind then, my dad’s too old-fashioned, I’ll become even more depressed talking to him. I’m going to go to bed now, goodnight, Mom.
It was rare for Su Yu to go to bed at 9 PM…
He felt much better at the Su Mansion than his own since he didn’t feel as lonely.
For some strange reason, Su Yu was pessimistic today…
It felt like he was having his period, although he didn’t actually know how that felt. (TL Note: This line is gold)
Still, he felt like he couldn’t breathe.
He suddenly had a feeling that he’ll never be able to be with Huo Mian his entire life…
He won’t even have the chance to… hold her hand.
Qin Chu was so meticulous towards her, and his love for her was something that had accumulated for almost a decade…
He was nowhere near where Qin Chu was…
He lied on his bed, took out his phone, and stared at the screensaver for a while…
Then, he logged onto Weibo and clicked open Huo Mian’s private chat.
He wrote five words on her chat box –’Huo Mian, I like you.’
However, he immediately thought it was inappropriate and proceeded to delete it…
Then, he wrote it again and deleted it again…
After ten or so minutes, he finally deleted everything he typed and logged out of Weibo.
He wasn’t afraid of confessing his feelings to her again, but was afraid that she would distance herself from him even more…
After logging onto WeChat, he saw a post from one of his friends.
If it’s just friendship, then be friends if you can. Don’t be so greedy, because love is extreme – if it’s not for life, then you will become strangers.
Su Yu rarely liked a post, but he liked this one…
His friend immediately replied happily,
Which club are you hanging out at these days, Young Master Su?
Su Yu didn’t reply…
Then, he closed his eyes and forced himself to go to bed and stop thinking about everything…
No matter how depressed and suppressed he felt today, after a good night’s sleep, tomorrow was going to be a new day.
After happily enjoying the pork feet, Gao Ran suggested,
Mr. Moneybags Qin, you should send us some red packets for us to try our luck on.
Then, Gao Ran, who was good at ripping people off, immediately created a WeChat group for the four of them…
Qin Chu then sent a red packet.
Huo Mian has fast hands and immediately opened the red packet – 38 yuan.
Zhu Lingling was second, but only snatched up 22 yuan.
Then… Gao Ran slowly opened the last red packet – 140 yuan.
I can’t believe you would only send out 200 yuan at once. It doesn’t match your status as president of GK,
Gao Ran said greedily.
Huo Mian immediately looked at him in disdain.
For red packets, you can only send 200 yuan in one go.
I don’t know how you became a police officer with your IQ. Your ancestors are probably rolling over in their graves.
Zhu Lingling laughed at him as well.
Gao Ran was speechless…
Before he could say anything, Qin Chu began sending back-to-back red packets…
He basically showered them with red packets… each with 200 yuan.
The three of them had a blast fighting over them…
Finally, Huo Mian’s fingers got tired, and she said,
I’m not playing anymore, my finger hurts and my eyes are blurry.
I bet you’re more worried about all the money your hubby’s lost.
Gao Ran laughed.
Dude, it’s easier said than done. Why don’t you shower us with red packets instead?
Huo Mian estimated that Mr. Qin had spent at least 6000 yuan already…
His red packets left everyone in a daze…
Hahaha, I’ve made a fortune… 3000 yuan for some pig feet, not bad,
Zhu Lingling said proudly as she waved her phone.
Just as Huo Mian was about to say something, her phone began to ring…
Mian, please come to the seafood restaurant on Ba Dao Street… Zhixin was beaten up.
Huang Yue wailed on the other end of the line.
Huo Mian’s expression changed immediately upon hearing this…
What’s wrong?
Qin Chu asked, noticing Huo Mian’s weird expression.
Something happened to Zhixin…
Then, before anyone had the chance to react, Huo Mian ran out of the restaurant.
Qin Chu took out a couple thousand yuan out from his wallet and put it onto the table, then, followed her out as well.
