Chарtеr 17: Наndsоmе Guy~ Cаn I Аdd Yоur WеСhat?
“Uncle Zhоng, Nаn Nan, I’m herе again, аgаin, аgаin!”
Аs sоon аs Fеi Jiаjun oрenеd the doоr, Luо Qingxu rushеd into thе hоusе, shouting tоwаrd the kitсhеn аnd thе сhildrеn’s rоom.
“Luо Luo is hеrе. Play with Nan Nаn for а while first. Тhе fооd will be reаdy soоn.”
Zhоng Jinghе, wеaring аn aрron, cаmе оut оf thе kitchеn, greeted hеr briеflу, аnd immеdiately duсkеd bаck insidе.
“Nan Nаn, comе оut аnd рlay with уоur sister. Mоm is going to hеlр Dаd.” Аfter tаking оff her coat, Fei Jiajun alsо went intо thе kitсhеn.
Zhоng Jinghe wаs Fei Jiajun’s husband, а well-knоwn phоtogrаpher in the industry. His main responsibility now was staying at home to support his wife and raise their child—a typical case of the wife working outside while the husband managed the household.
Fei Jiajun was a career-oriented, strong-willed woman who always prioritized her work. Zhong Jinghe understood and respected Fei Jiajun deeply. Previously, the couple had been DINKs (dual income, no kids).
It wasn’t until seven years ago that they decided to have a child. Nan Nan was their child, with the formal name Zhong Nanqi and the nickname Nan Nan. He was six years old this year—a lively and spirited little boy.
“Wait, I’m not placing it here. I’ll place it here instead…”
Luo Qingxu changed her mind once again, carefully glancing at the little boy sitting across from her.
“Sister, are you sure you want to place it here? I’m going to win, you know.”
“Wait! Wait! Let me think again…”
The little boy, Nan Nan, wore an expression that didn’t match his age: Adults these days are so hard to deal with.
Sister Luo Luo was a bit silly. Every time they played chess, she not only took back her moves but also cheated by hiding pieces. Even so, she still lost!
Every time she lost, she would act spoiled and beg him to give her a three-piece handicap. In the end… she still lost!
But whenever Sister Luo Luo came over, besides snacking on their treats, she loved playing chess. She lost every single game, yet she grew more determined with each defeat.
When Nan Nan was five, he didn’t understand. But at six, he suddenly realized: Sister Luo Luo was what people called “addicted to something she wasn’t good at.”
“Luo Luo, Nan Nan, go wash your hands. Dinner’s ready!”
Fei Jiajun came out carrying dishes and called out to the two of them.
“Time to eat! This round counts as a draw!”
Food was the most important thing in the world. Luo Qingxu immediately put down the chess piece in her hand, not forgetting to emphasize the state of the game to Nan Nan.
Nan Nan: … Here she goes again. She was clearly about to lose in the next move.
Dad said a good Nan Nan shouldn’t argue with girls. It wasn’t like he needed this one win anyway, so he’d let her have it.
He replied with an “Okay” and followed her to wash his hands and eat.
In a warm and lively atmosphere, Fei Jiajun’s family and Luo Qingxu happily enjoyed a hearty meal together.
“Shall we take you back to Bihai Bay?”
Fei Jiajun and her husband planned to take Nan Nan to the science museum. Luo Qingxu wasn’t interested in that and wanted to return to her own little nest.
“My little e-bike is still at the company.”
“I really don’t understand what you’re thinking, riding that little e-bike every day. Wouldn’t it be better to have a driver pick you up?”
Fei Jiajun genuinely couldn’t understand how young people thought these days.
“Sister Luo Luo, what’s a little e-bike? Is it fun?” Nan Nan asked curiously.
“A little e-bike is a two-wheeled electric bicycle. Next time, I’ll take you for a ride.”
Electric bicycles could carry one minor under the age of 12.
Luo Qingxu was a law-abiding, model citizen. Last time, Xiao Kui wanted to hitch a ride on her “e-bike,” but she refused.
“The road from Bihai Bay to the company is famously known as S City’s ‘peak-hour death road.’
It’s 1.3 kilometers, but driving takes over half an hour. My little e-bike gets there in less than 10 minutes.”
Luo Qingxu gestured a “10” with her fingers. Aunt Jun just didn’t understand the perks of a little e-bike.”Wow, the little electric scooter is so cool! Dad, can you use it to pick me up and drop me off at school from now on?”
Nannan was extremely enthusiastic, immediately expressing his admiration to Zhong Jinghe.
Zhong Jinghe laughed heartily, “We don’t have a little electric scooter at home, so you’ll have to make do with Dad’s car.”
But in his heart, he thought, “Son, you really have no idea how tough the world can be. If I actually used a little electric scooter to take you to school, you’d be crying your way home tomorrow.”
After bidding farewell to Fei Jiajun and his family of three, Luo Qingxu hummed a cheerful tune as she headed toward the spot where she had parked her little electric scooter.
“You damn sissy, don’t embarrass yourself out here! If you know what’s good for you, you’d better drop out of the competition!”
A group of male students aggressively surrounded a delicate-looking boy, backing him against a trash can and leaving him with no way out.
The leader of the group, with his brightly dyed bangs, arrogantly shoved the boy opposite him, causing him to stumble back two steps and nearly fall.
“Did you hear what our Brother Peng said?”
The lackeys beside him stepped forward menacingly and pushed the boy again. This time, he lost his balance completely, falling to the ground and knocking over the trash can in the process.
“Hahahaha! You’re a perfect match for this trash!”
Well, well, workplace bullying! Luo Qingxu had always despised bullying and looked down on bullies the most.
As the stronger party, they not only failed to protect the weak but even used their advantage to beat, bully, ostracize, and humiliate others just to feel superior.
Those people were nothing but cowards, scum of society, tumors on humanity—everyone should stand against them!!!
“Stop right there, you trash!”
Filled with a sense of justice, Luo Qingxu (at least in her own mind) pushed through the surrounding boys like a heroic knight, standing tall with her arms spread wide in a protective stance in front of the delicate-looking boy.
“Who are you? I’d advise you not to meddle in other people’s business.”
The leader glared at Luo Qingxu, his eyes filled with disdain and warning.
“Stay away from me, your spit is about to hit my face.”
Luo Qingxu extended a hand in a dramatic gesture, as if dodging imaginary spit, and then pretended to wipe nonexistent saliva from her face with a look of disgust.
“You… don’t think I won’t hit a woman.” The boy with the brightly dyed hair was clearly so angry he could barely speak, veins bulging on his forehead as he teetered on the edge of rage.
“Do you know who our Brother Peng is? This has nothing to do with you. If you know what’s good for you, get lost.”
Seeing his boss at a disadvantage, the lackey immediately stepped forward, his tone full of threats.
“Well, do you know who I am? I’m your grandma!” Luo Qingxu didn’t flinch in the slightest, taunting them while keeping a wary eye on the group.
Sure enough, the brightly dyed-haired boy flew into a rage upon hearing this and raised his hand to slap Luo Qingxu.
“A true gentleman never resorts to violence!”
Just as Luo Qingxu was about to retaliate, she saw the brightly dyed-haired boy’s raised wrist caught tightly by a man.
“Gasp—” It was the handsome guy from the elevator, the one she’d only met once!
“Who are you? Let go of me! Ouch! Ouch! Ouch! Ouch!!” The brightly dyed-haired boy tried to threaten him, but the man twisted his wrist harder, making him cry out in pain.
“Take your people and get out of here, or I’ll call the police!” The man released the brightly dyed-haired boy’s hand and issued a cold warning.The moment this man made his move, it was clear he was a trained fighter. Seeing that he couldn’t gain any advantage, the man with the colorful hair decisively turned and left, not forgetting to throw out a threat, “You just wait!”
Seeing their boss leave, the group of underlings also slinked away in disgrace.
“Cool!” It wasn’t just about the situation, but also the person. Luo Qingxu couldn’t help but whistle, putting on the demeanor of a streetwise troublemaker.
He stood there, as if he had stepped out of a comic book—the male lead, with jet-black short hair, slightly upturned ends, and a sharply defined face where every line Revealed determination and strength. Beneath his high, straight nose, his thin lips were pressed tightly together, his gaze sharp, as if ready to deliver cutting words at any moment.
“Helping others without self-awareness is a foolish act.”… Indeed, his words were sharp enough!
“Hey, handsome~ Want to add me on WeChat?”