Siheyuan: I am a trader in both worlds!

Chapter 357 A Day Trip to Beijing: Offline Base Camp

Yes, it happened so suddenly. Xia Yiyi had just realized something was wrong, and before she could figure out what was going on or even see her surroundings clearly, a sudden sentence...
"do not move."

The next second, a dark gun barrel was pressed directly against her head.

At first, Xia Yiyi wanted to try to take out the pistol she always carried at her waist to protect Ximen Lang and fight to the death with the newcomers, prioritizing Ximen Lang's safety no matter what.

But when she recognized the voice, heard the sound of the safety lock being released, and then heard this sentence...
Didn't I tell you not to move?

She was incredibly obedient; if someone tried to persuade her not to move, she really wouldn't budge.

He could only watch helplessly as the newcomer skillfully removed his pistol, put cold handcuffs on him, and removed him from the threat.

Only after the person had completed everything in one go and was no longer as nervous as before did she give a heartfelt compliment.

"Quite efficient, Sister Bai Ling."

"Of course, I'm a professional. Hmm? What did you just call me?"

"Sister Bai Ling, what else can we call her?"

"That accomplice lying on the bed."

"Guess who my accomplice is?"

Bai Ling never imagined that her first formal meeting with Xia Yiyi, the first encounter between the world of Beijing and her future self, would be so bizarre.

Although Bai Ling had already prepared for Xia Yiyi's arrival before giving her those hints,
But who could have imagined that she would move so fast, and appear in such a bizarre and strange way!
Fortunately, the bed in the room was big enough. Bai Ling, who had been sleeping on the same bed with Ximen Lang for a long time, had gotten used to sleeping on her own side.

Otherwise, given their bizarre appearance from the sky, and the weight of Ximen Lang and Xia Yiyi...
Wouldn't that crush me into a meat patty?

I really didn't expect that the "spies" who broke through layers of security, barged into my room in the middle of the night, and quietly got into my bed would be the two of them!
Next door, in Simon Lang's small office.

Even though some time had passed and the two had moved to the next room in perfect unison, Bai Ling still couldn't help but sigh.

"I knew it! With such strong security, how did you two manage to sneak in, and so brazenly at that, coming right up to my bed! So it was you two! No wonder, no wonder!"

Similar to Bai Ling's feeling of being deeply shocked despite not understanding her, Xia Yiyi was still in a daze even though some time had passed.

Just moments ago, she was struggling to carry the lifeless Ximen Lang in the future, but the next second, she found herself in Beijing, where her longtime best friend Bai Ling had a gun pointed directly at her forehead.

This is a plot that even novelists wouldn't dare to write!
After confirming that the soundproofing was indeed well done and wouldn't disturb Ximen Lang's rest, Xia Yiyi couldn't help but complain after he heard it.

"I never expected it to happen so suddenly! I had already given up on him after he got drunk and was sleeping like a log, sleeping so soundly. But who would have thought that in the blink of an eye, without any warning, I would be here!"

Halfway through her rant, Xia Yiyi, still somewhat incredulous, couldn't help but ask Bai Ling for confirmation once more.

"Is this really the world of Beijing? Are you all ganging up on me to fool me?"

It's no wonder Xia Yiyi would think that way.

This experience was just too bizarre!

And this interior design!

This was because it was a group of top-notch craftsmen who, following the interior design books from later generations provided by Ximen Lang, used materials from that era to design a space specifically for him, and spent countless hours to finally complete the renovation.

Even in later generations, that would be incredibly groundbreaking!
There's absolutely no trace of what's in line with this era!
Xia Yiyi would naturally find this unbelievable, and would question it. Seeing that Xia Yiyi was already here, yet still seemed to be living in a dream, unable to believe it.

And to be honest, that bewildered look is actually kind of cute, making you want to tease him a little.

Without saying a word, Bai Ling spoke up directly.

"That's easy. Didn't you think you were living in a dream? I'll just slap you twice across the face, let you feel the pain, and then you'll know whether this is a dream or not! Come on, let me verify it for you!"

As she spoke, Bai Ling immediately assumed a slapping stance and raised her hand.

Seeing that Bai Ling was actually serious!

She was a little confused, but Xia Yi was definitely not stupid, so she directly and decisively refused.

"Come on! If you want to use this as an excuse to settle personal scores, just say so! Don't bother with this!"

One sentence was all it took to expose Bai Ling's little scheme.

Out of genuine curiosity, Xia Yiyi began to wander around the room, looking at and touching everything in her surroundings.

Seeing that the small room, though small, was fully equipped, it really matched my impression of Ximen Lang. It was a pure otaku game room!

Xia Yi sighed.

"I thought he'd be a little more restrained here. But I didn't expect you to have so much more equipment than we did! This doesn't look like an office at all; it's a whole arcade! Aren't you going to do anything about this?"

"Control him? How am I supposed to control him? Let alone me, with his obsession and practically nonexistent self-control, how could you possibly manage him?"

Xia Yiyi was rendered speechless by his retort.

She casually put the scattered headphones, controllers, and various figurines—which looked valuable and were indeed valuable, but were utterly useless in Bai Ling's eyes—back into their places one by one.

Bai Ling began to speak in support of Ximen Lang again.

"But to be honest, compared to those rich and heartless bastards who have no bottom line, Ah Lang has really done a great job. Especially for us who have been benefiting from him, we have no right or position to ask him for more."

"So, if he wants to play and is willing to play, let him play. As long as he doesn't go too far, and doesn't stay cooped up in his room all day, forgetting to eat because of gaming, just let him be. Or you could put in some effort on your end."

Seeing that Bai Ling kept turning the question back to him as she talked, he realized that Bai Ling was turning the question back to him.

Xia Yiyi was speechless.

"You can't even control or solve your own problems as my girlfriend, and you expect me to? Is the problem with me, or with you? You're overthinking it!"

The topic was ended abruptly with just a few words.

The atmosphere was almost right.

After this banter, the two of them calmed down from their turbulent emotions.

After a brief exchange of pleasantries, Xia Yiyi immediately got to the point and asked the most pressing question.

"Based on your understanding of Simon Lang, how much time do you think I have left?"

(End of this chapter)