Translator: Yunyi Editor: Yunyi
As a light feathery rain fell from the sky, Yu Gangan instructed Fang Zhihan and Lu Xuechen to wait for her in the car while she stepped out on her own.
Lu Xuechen laughed so much, he fell speechless. Apparently, her so-called investigation was just a tour of the neighborhood streets.
He didn’t understand. Since Fang Zhihan already agreed to help Yu Gangan, what was she worried about? And what was she investigating? She should just return straight home.
“Are you letting her go like that?” he asked as he looked at Fang Zhihan.
Fang Zhihan’s lips lifted ever so slightly as his gaze remained relaxed. “Do you have a problem?” he asked casually.
Lu Xuechen’s lips curved upwards as he burst into laughter, “The two of you are interesting. You’re actually playing along with her?”
“If you’re jealous, then go find the woman you met at the…”
Before Fang Zhihan finished speaking, Lu Xuechen cut in angrily, “Is this what you consider serious business?! Your every second is money. How could you just watch her leave the car like that? You obviously know that she won’t find anything.”
“That’s not a certainty,” Fang Zhihan disagreed.
“Do you want to make a bet?” A look of amusement appeared in Lu Xuechen’s eyes as he smiled slyly.
“What do you want to bet on?” Fang Zhihan accepted happily.
“I haven’t decided yet. Either way, if I win, you will have to grant me one request.”
He couldn’t make the request casually; he had to think it over carefully.
“Well, my request is simple. If you lose then you will be in charge of Yueming Hall’s PR from now on,” Fang Zhihan replied.
“OK!”
Without a second thought, Lu Xuechen immediately agreed. After all, he was sure he wouldn’t lose.
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Meanwhile, Yu Gangan took a walk around the small neighborhood but didn’t come across a single person. It was probably due to the rain, otherwise, the neighborhood aunties and uncles would be gathered outside square dancing, practicing tai chi, chatting or playing cards…etc.
[Forget it, I’ll have to come back when the rain stops…]
But, just as Yu Gangan was about to return to look for Fang Zhihan and Lu Xuechen, a surprised cry suddenly resounded in her ear, “Is that you, Xiao Yu?”
Yu Gangan turned towards the voice.
Not too far behind her, there was a slightly chubby woman. She looked to be roughly 50 years old, but her clothes were stylish and she had a blue patterned umbrella in her hand. Her eyes squinted happily when she saw Yu Gangan and the meat on her cheeks squished into two round balls, “Why are you here?”
“Mother Chen, what are you doing here?” Yu Gangan greeted with a smile.
Mother Chen wasn’t from Nanzhen Street, but her son had owned a clothes store there for a few years, so she often helped out.
One year, Mother Chen twisted her leg and had it treated at Yu Gangan’s clinic, so after a few visits, they became familiar with each other.
“My home is here. What are you doing here? You don’t look too well. Are you sick?” Mother Chen asked.
“I’m not sick. I simply came to deal with something,” she said as she shook her head. She then asked awkwardly, “Didn’t you see the news online?”
Mother Chen sighed, “Aiya, why would an old lady like me go online? Come, come, come, visit my home.”
“No, I won’t be visiting today, but I would like to ask you something.”
“What would you like to ask? Go ahead.”
Yu Gangan was sincere in her questioning. Before she started, she explained the entire medical complaint to Mother Chen and revealed that she wanted to know more about the victim’s family.
As soon as Mother Chen heard everything, she furrowed her brows and said, “But, you weren’t the one that prescribed the medicine! They’ve gone too far! I don’t know that family, but I’m sure someone knows them. Come with me…”