Love Apartment: Yifei is my junior aunt

Chapter 7 Essential Items for Moving – Friends

On the other side, a freight truck sped away, leaving Yifei, Zhanbo, and Zeng Xiaoxian speechless as they stared at the enormous number of cardboard boxes on the ground.

Zhanbo was somewhat surprised: "Wanyu, are all these yours?"

"Yes, after all, we're moving here, so we definitely need to prepare everything."

"So all these things weren't just bought by you, were they?" Zeng Xiaoxian pointed to the box at the front.

The box was damaged during transportation, and you could still see the labels and shopping list through the small gap.

Wan Yu somewhat guiltily blocked the box: "Some things were too heavy, so I left them in the rented room and didn't bring them over. The rest are all things I used before."

In her inner world, Wanyu proudly showed off her bank card: "These are what I just bought, of course."

[I sneaked back to China alone, without a suitcase, so how could I possibly have anything here? But I can't be without even a change of clothes, hehe. Luckily, my dad is careless and forgot to freeze one of my cards.]

In some ways, Wanyu was quite clever. Instead of displaying all the expensive Cartier earrings and Hermes bags, she had them packed into inconspicuous cardboard boxes.

But she couldn't understand how her father could have forgotten to freeze a card when she had always used her family's bank card since she was a child.

Zhanbo, unusually, pointed out the crux of the problem: "I think instead of worrying about whether these things were bought or were already in the rental apartment, we should think about... how are we going to move all this stuff?"

He met Wanyu near the airport and knew she had just returned to China. Although he didn't know why Wanyu said that, it was rare for the boy to show such emotional intelligence.

Wanyu glanced at Zhanbo gratefully.

"What's so difficult about this?" Hu Yifei waved her hand dismissively when Zhanbo asked, indicating that there was no problem at all: "Zeng Xiaoxian, carry it."

Zeng Xiaoxian looked at the mountain of boxes and swallowed hard. Moving all of them would be exhausting.

"Ah, I just remembered that there was an emergency broadcast at the station and they asked me to go help. Yifei, Wanyu, Zhanbo, I have to go now, bye-bye."

Just as Zeng Xiaoxian was about to slip away, Hu Yifei grabbed his collar.

"You bastard, you can come up with such a lame excuse. Don't you even think about who would ask a bottom-tier radio host like you to save the day if there's a broadcasting accident?"

"Oh, Teacher Zeng's radio program is at the bottom? That's amazing." Wanyu blinked. "I've never been at the bottom before."

Zeng Xiaoxian: ...

Zhanbo raised his hand and said, "I did come in last once, in the junior high school computer competition. I actually came in last place. That was too much."

Hu Yifei shook her head and sighed, "I've told you so many times that it wasn't last place. There were three people who won the grand prize that year, and your name was ranked last when sorted alphabetically by pinyin. Besides, no matter how you calculate it, the three of us couldn't possibly have been last more times than Zeng Xiaoxian."

Zeng Xiaoxian: ...

Heavens above, earth below, grant me divine power! Let me perish together with these Versailles men before me!

Zeng Xiaoxian was internally wielding a cleaver, when he suddenly felt a tremendous weight on his shoulders. Hu Yifei, smiling brightly, placed her hand on his shoulder and said, "Zeng Xiaoxian, you know I hate people who don't keep their word the most. Are you going to go back on your word?"

Whether to be exhausted to death or to be tormented to death by Hu Yifei, it's a simple choice.

Zeng Xiaoxian chuckled dryly, "Hehehe, what are you saying? I just remembered that they actually called me again just now and said the problem has been solved. I'll move it right away."

"That's right." Hu Yifei lowered her hand from Zeng Xiaoxian's shoulder.

"I'm the boss, you all have to listen to me. Everyone put in a good effort this afternoon, and I'll treat you to Little South China tonight. Oh, and Zeng, don't forget to invite Nanfeng, Ziqiao, Meijia, and Curry Sauce too."

Zeng Xiaoxian started shouting again: "I protest! Why is Nanfeng included in the dinner party, but I didn't see him at all when we were moving things? I'm not having it!"

"Zeng Xiaoxian, what are you complaining about? Nanfeng has been living in the apartment for half a year, you don't know he has an injury on his left hand, do you?"

Hu Yifei was too lazy to say a few more words to Zeng Xiaoxian, who was so heartless. She just reminded Zhanbo and Wanyu: "You two, just know that he has a serious hand injury in his left hand and can't lift heavy objects. Don't mention anything else in front of him or ask him anything."

Zhanbo suddenly realized, "I was wondering why Nanfeng stopped playing the piano and became a voice actor. It turns out he injured his hand... He practiced the piano so hard when he was a child."

"What? Nanfeng used to study piano?" Zeng Xiaoxian felt like he had quit the internet, completely clueless and utterly ignorant.

Wanyu was a little downcast. Although she didn't particularly like music, she had studied at a music academy in New York.

She understands how painful it is for a performer to have to give up their career, which they have worked so hard to develop, because of a hand injury.

"Nanfeng is so pitiful, he must have been very sad at that time."

Hu Yifei clapped her hands, trying to dispel the unpleasant atmosphere: "Alright, alright, that was two or three years ago. Isn't everything great in Nanfeng now? Today is the day Zhanbo and Wanyu move into the apartment, so let's all be happy."

"Let's move the ones we can carry first. The security guard will watch the rest of the boxes for us. Let's hurry up and work harder, otherwise we won't even have enough to drink, let alone Xiao Nan Guo."

Apart from Yifei, everyone else, including Wanyu, sighed as they looked at the mountain of cardboard boxes in front of them.

So the four of them struggled to carry the boxes to the apartment elevator. Hu Yifei seemed fine, but Zhanbo and Wanyu were already panting heavily, and Zeng Xiaoxian felt like his back was about to break.

"Hey, what are you doing here? Are you moving your luggage? Do you need any help?" Nanfeng, who happened to be coming down the stairs with Ziqiao and Meijia, bumped into the four of them and asked with concern.

Before Yifei could speak, Zhanbo and Wanyu waved their hands repeatedly, saying, "No need, no need, we can handle these things ourselves."

Seeing the two of them forcing smiles and pretending everything was fine, Nanfeng felt something was off.

Are you sure?

"Yes, yes, these things aren't heavy at all," Zhanbo and Wanyu continued to refuse.

Ziqiao pointed to Zeng Xiaoxian, who was already collapsed on the ground, panting heavily: "This isn't heavy at all?"

It looks like if one more straw were added, Teacher Zeng's hump would deflate.

"Ahhhh...yes, it's not heavy at all. I'm just...just...just what was it again?" Zeng Xiaoxian looked at Hu Yifei.

Hu Yifei blurted out in a panic, "It's because of his work; he works day and night and refuses to exercise every day, so he's physically weak."

"Yes, yes, I... I'm weak!" Zeng Xiaoxian said through gritted teeth.

Nanfeng Ziqiao stared at Zeng Xiaoxian with a strange expression, while Meijia's eyes darted up and down, already giving him suggestive looks.

"I feel like you guys are acting a bit strange today, but since you don't need any help, I'll take Ziqiao and Meijia to get the paperwork done first." Nanfeng decided to leave Teacher Zeng with some dignity and kept quiet about the topic.

Then, wait for the two of them to privately mock him again, so that if they don't make him treat them to a few meals at Xiao Nan Guo, they'll be letting down their reputation as the ruthless and cunning Chu Bapi.

"Okay, don't worry about us, go do your thing," the four said in unison.

"Alright then," Nanfeng nodded. "But what are you waiting for at the elevator? Don't you know the elevator is under maintenance today?"

"Elevator maintenance?"

"Quickly!" Zeng Xiaoxian jumped up. "No, why? Isn't it time for the maintenance yet?"

"This is all thanks to you, Teacher Zeng," Nanfeng said gleefully, still holding a grudge. "The elevator maintenance wasn't far off, not to mention you even managed to get my scallion pancake into the elevator a few days ago. The residents' committee decided to send someone over for maintenance sooner, so it's today."

"Huh?" Hu Yifei and the other three were dumbfounded, speechless.

Seeing the four of them working together seamlessly and full of energy, Nanfeng felt that they really didn't need his help. So, while they were still surprised, he happily prepared to leave with Ziqiao and Meijia.

Before leaving, Lu Ziqiao suddenly said, "Teacher Zeng, if you really can't do it, you can try my 'power pill.' I guarantee you'll be as strong as an ox, plowing the fields will be a piece of cake."

Nanfeng said disdainfully, "Stop promoting your 'power pills'! Selling counterfeit goods in the apartment building, or I'll notify the residents' committee to severely punish you, you fake drug dealer."

Ziqiao gestured for himself to shut up.

He still had a good impression of Nanfeng. This brother was generous, reliable, and loyal. He had to give him face.

After Nanfeng left, it took them a while to accept the reality.

Wan Yu murmured to herself, "Now I know why Nanfeng and the others took the stairs."

"The elevator is broken, so how are we going to move all this stuff up there?" Zhanbo asked.

"What else can we do?" Hu Yifei said irritably. "We'll just move them upstairs. Luckily, I had prepared Zhanbo's things beforehand, and Wanyu didn't have many things. We can move them back and forth seven or eight times and it will be fine."

This is the sixth floor! Seven or eight trips?

Zeng Xiaoxian swallowed hard and silently backed away.

"I still think Nanfeng might need me more, so I'll be leaving now."

With a sinister grin, Hu Yifei grabbed Zeng Xiaoxian by the back of the neck and covered his mouth.

Zhanbo was already used to his older sister's fierceness, while Wanyu said with envy, "Teacher Zeng and Sister Yifei have such a good relationship."

"Waaaaah!"

[Who's gotten along with her?!]

[Hu Yifei, you she-devil! Let me go! I don't want to move anything, I want to find Nanfeng!]

South wind! South wind!

Nanfeng, who hadn't gone far, looked back at the apartment in confusion: "I have a feeling someone is calling me."

Ziqiao listened carefully: "I didn't hear it. You must be imagining things."

"That's true."

(End of this chapter)