"Right, we’re not going to tell you," Zhang Qian quickly said.
Seeing that they truly seemed like they wouldn’t speak, Gu Jianli didn’t ask any further. He now knew that waiting was pointless; standing here was a waste of time. He decided to go back and ask his brother if Mianmian was at Second Middle School. If she wasn’t there, then it would only be Third Middle School and First Middle School left.
After he had left, Zhang Qian hurriedly apologized to Xiaocui, "I’m sorry, I spoke without thinking earlier. I didn’t mean to mention that Mianmian is studying. Xiaocui, you mustn’t tell Mianmian about this! Otherwise, if she gets angry, she will definitely fire me."
Xiaocui, with a soft heart and seeing Zhang Qian almost in tears, plus the fact that she hadn’t specified which school Mianmian was at, didn’t say anything more. She simply said, "I was too worked up just now as well. Don’t worry! I won’t tattle. But next time, don’t be so blunt. Mianmian treats us like sisters. We should be good to her too, at the very least not cause her any trouble. Look at those around us who work harder than we do; who among them has a higher salary or better benefits than we do?"
"I know, rest assured! I won’t speak recklessly again," Zhang Qian hurriedly promised, but inwardly she didn’t quite agree with Xiaocui’s words. Mianmian was good to them, but she didn’t regard her as a sister.
Typically, Mianmian never chatted with her unless it was about work, nor did she joke around, only doing so with Xiaocui, discussing family matters. The only good thing was that Mianmian was generous and didn’t berate employees like other bosses did. ᴛʜɪs ᴄʜᴀᴘᴛᴇʀ ɪs ᴜᴘᴅᴀᴛᴇ ʙʏ 𝘯𝘰𝘷𝘦𝘭•𝔣𝔦𝔯𝔢•𝓷𝓮𝓽
Xiaocui disliked nagging. Since Zhang Qian had made a promise, she didn’t bring up the matter again.
In the following period, Gu Jianli also got wise. He picked up on the pattern of Lu Siyuan’s appearances, so he only showed up on Saturday afternoons, perfectly avoiding Lu Siyuan.
Dajun could no longer stand it and wanted to beat him up, but was stopped by Shen Mianmian. With such a pest, it was better to let him be. After all, in this lifetime, she would never have any relationship with Gu Jianli.
Two months passed in the blink of an eye, and during this period, He Nan, apart from paying her tuition fee, also gave her fifty yuan each month for living expenses. Shen Mianmian accepted it with resignation, recording it every time in her notebook.
She never discussed the matter of Gu Jianli with He Nan.
Life went on smoothly and steadily, everything progressing towards better circumstances, except that Shen Mianmian felt quite vexed that Tian Caiyan kept pestering Lu Siyuan. Every holiday, she would wait at the school gates, followed Lu Siyuan to the vegetable market, then reluctantly left.
Shen Mianmian worried that Lu Siyuan might fall for Tian Caiyan. On Saturdays, she fussed and fretted like a mother hen, which depressed her. What baffled her was that this guy seemed to have an indefinable attitude towards Tian Caiyan, neither close nor distant.
If you said he disliked her, yet he still allowed Tian Caiyan to accompany him to the vegetable market. If you said he liked her, he wasn’t particularly nice to Tian Caiyan either, just sent her on her way like hiring a bodyguard.
Yet this girl accepted Lu Siyuan’s behavior. Not only was she not angry, but every time she very affectionately called him Siyuan.
Every time this happened, Shen Mianmian would roll her eyes.
The affair between Lu Siyuan and Tian Caiyan spread through the school like an epidemic, and somehow, by Saturdays, some of the boys would tease him, "Your Second Middle School girlfriend is here to pick you up again."
Lu Siyuan felt very insulted by such remarks.
Yang Xiaoxi, who always butted heads with him, heard about this and even specially waited at the school gates on a Saturday to watch the spectacle.