Captain Lu frowned at Mao Xingyan: "Your second aunt’s trouble does indeed have something to do with you."
Mao Xingyan knew her uncle wouldn’t lie to her, but she still couldn’t believe it: "How does it have anything to do with me?"
The eldest daughter-in-law of the Lu Family got angry: "If it weren’t for helping you, my mother-in-law wouldn’t have spread those unfounded rumors in the family housing area, nor would she have offended Captain He and his partner. You’ve caused trouble for the Lu Family."
Thinking about the thousand yuan lost, her heart ached, and she choked up: "If we hadn’t begged the leaders of the transportation company to intervene and plead, they wouldn’t have settled privately.
But the cost of settling was all the money we’ve painstakingly saved over the years, given away entirely, and yet, my mother-in-law is still detained in there."
Mao Xingyan lived far from her second aunt’s house and had come by previously to deliver something when she happened to meet He Jinxuan.
From her second aunt, she learned he was the new captain of the fleet, which sparked her interest.
Afterwards, she and her second aunt hit it off perfectly.
Her second aunt had promised that since she liked him, she would find a way to make it happen for her.
A while ago, she came over once more, but her second aunt said Captain He had taken the fleet out. According to her second aunt’s timeline, she thought he would return soon, so she calculated the time and came to see the situation.
Unexpectedly, as soon as she entered the transportation company’s family housing area, something felt off, no wonder those people were pointing and gossiping about her.
Mao Xingyan’s face was sullen: "Uncle, isn’t there anyone else you can ask, to bring my second aunt back?"
She knew that if her second aunt really got locked up because of this, she would have no chance of sponging off them anymore, and today she planned to get some money from her second aunt and uncle too.
Now it seemed those plans would be dashed.
The atmosphere at the Lu Family was heavy, but He Jinxuan was in a good mood.
He had just called his future father-in-law, and they had agreed on a time to meet. He was excited, almost wanting to shout out his joy.
After calming himself down, he took out the tea he had specially bought for his father-in-law during the trip, waiting to discuss everything in detail later.
*
On the other side, after Xinyan returned to school, the issue with Qiao Shanmei had settled down.
She resumed her intense studies, spending three days a week learning medicine from her master, living a very fulfilling life.
That day, as Xinyan just arrived at the dormitory to grab her books for class, Jiang Peiqin handed her a bag of preserved fruits: "Try some, they were a gift to my grandfather, and it took a lot of effort to snatch two bags back home."
Xinyan smiled and pinched a piece from the bag: "Made from plums, it tastes pretty good."
Jiang Peiqin, seeing Xinyan enjoyed it, said: "Exactly, if they didn’t taste good, I wouldn’t share them with you."
After Jiang Peiqin said this, she offered the bag to Cui Haili: "Sister Hai Li, you try one as well."
Cui Haili smiled and reached out her hand: "Hearing you all say it’s delicious, I’ve also got a craving."
The three laughed together.
Just then, Zhao Xiaoxue from the German class walked in: "Han Xinyan, can I have a word with you alone?"
Xinyan didn’t have a good impression of Zhao Xiaoxue; previously, she tried to borrow Xinyan’s bed with her cousin and attempted to morally coerce her, so she didn’t want any dealings with her.
Xinyan put away her smile: "If you have something to say, say it here, please."
Zhao Xiaoxue looked awkwardly around the room; her intent was to ask everyone to leave, but the residents of dorm 306, worried she was up to trouble, all pretended not to understand and continued with their tasks.
Xinyan, seeing she wouldn’t start speaking, didn’t want to waste time: "Classmate Zhao Xiaoxue, if you have something to say, say it here."
She and Zhao Xiaoxue weren’t close at all and had no time to waste on this.
Zhao Xiaoxue, noticing Xinyan’s attitude, understood she was still upset about the borrowing incident: "Classmate Xinyan, could you lend me some money?"
Everyone turned to look at her after she said this.
Jiang Peiqin asked directly: "With so many people in the dorm, why are you only asking Han Xinyan to lend you money?"
This was also Xinyan’s question. Everyone in the dorm was present, yet Zhao Xiaoxue went straight to her: "I... I have no other choice."
Jiang Peiqin, annoyed by her words, said: "As if anyone has it easy."
Zhao Xiaoxue, afraid of being rejected by Xinyan, quickly explained: "The reason I’m asking Xinyan is that I heard she’s been translating books for a publisher. I thought she might have more to spare, and I’m asking for help as a fellow student."
Xinyan looked at her coldly: "Are you trying to morally coerce me again?"
Zhao Xiaoxue quickly waved her hands: "No, no, I really didn’t mean it that way."
Xinyan, seeing she didn’t seem to be lying, asked: "If you’re borrowing money, you must have a reason, right?"