Translator: _Min_
The ringtone of the phone sounded at this moment.
It was Yu Tang.
âQingqing, youâve met Jiu the God, havenât you?â Yu Tangâs voice was low, âWhat does he look like?â
âI havenât seen him yet,â Si Fuqing replied, âIâm waiting for him in the private room; heâll be here soon.ân/ô/vel/b//in dot c//om
âWhat?!â Yu Tangâs voice suddenly rose, âHe actually arranged to meet you in a private room? Heâs up to no good, Qingqing, you must be careful.â
âDonât worry,â Si Fuqing responded calmly, âI can defend myself.â
Yu Tang was speechless for a moment before stuttering, âThen, then be gentle,
Qingqing, donât end up sending him to the hospital.â
âWill you be going to the game expo tomorrow, Tangtang?â Si Fuqing asked, âIâll go to Great Xia University tomorrow morning to bring you some VIP tickets; you can distribute them to your friends.â
âWuwuwu, Qingqing, youâre the best!â Yu Tang was extremely moved, âIâll definitely be there. If that otaku dares to do anything to you, Iâll grab a mallet and smash him!â
After the call ended, Yu Tang felt very uneasy.
âUncle Nine,â she quietly made a call to Yu Xiheng, âUncle Nine, itâs bad news again. Someone arranged to meet Qingqing in a private room, a private room, of all places. That must be secretive. Uncle Nine, you must follow her there to protect Qingqing!â
Unusually, Yu Xiheng let out a slow breath.
His voice was calm, âNothing to do?â
Yu Tang was puzzled, âHuh?â
âIf you have nothing to do, I can have Qingchen bring you some homework when he goes to lecture at Great Xia University,â Yu Xihengâs tone was cool, âAlso, your allowance for this month is gone.â
Yu Tang was speechless.
What did she do now?
Depressed, Yu Tang banged her head on the table.
Her roommate was startled, âTangtang, whatâs wrong?â
âWuwuwu, my allowance has been cut.â Yu Tang was in despair, âMy uncle is so
heartless.â
âItâs okay, itâs okay,â her roommate comforted, âIf you dont have money for food, you can use my meal card.â
Yu Tang revived in a second, smiling, âThank you.â
Yet, she was scheming inside, if her Uncle Nine wouldnât give her an allowance, she could ask Qingqing for help.
Qingqing would definitely not be so heartless.
Ten minutes later, Yu Xiheng arrived at the fan meet.
The assistant sprite went to the back door to receive him, and upon seeing his face, thought, â
Is playing a game now this competitive?
Miss Si had an angelic face, and now another one?
The assistant sprite numbly led the way.
He knocked on the private room door and then pushed it open.
The girl was leaning back in her chair, eyes closed, evidently asleep.
The assistant sprite was surprised, âMiss Si fell asleep from tiredness?â Yu Xiheng raised his hand, signaling him to be quiet.
The assistant sprite immediately covered his mouth and backed out.
Si Fuqing was a light sleeper; as soon as Yu Xiheng draped his jacket over her, she stirred.
Her body, which should have been startled awake, felt a familiar, steady, and comforting presence around her.
âHmm?â Si Fuqing rubbed her eyes and sat up, âBoss, what are you doing here?
Have I slept long?â
âNot long,â Yu Xiheng said with a soft smile, âYou can sleep a bit longer if you like.â
âThat wonât do; Iâm waiting for someone,â Si Fuqing moved her limbs a bit, âArenât you here to meet a client, Boss?â
At that moment, the door to the private room was knocked on again.
âMiss Si, youâre finally awake.â The assistant sprite came in with two cocktails, cheerful, âThis is Jiu the God. Take your time to talk, call us if you need anything. I wish you both an unforgettable evening..â