Love Apartment: Yifei is my junior aunt

Chapter 85 Pay attention, this man's name is Zhang Wei.

"Lu Ziqiao is a real bastard. He messes things up and uses Guan Gu as a tool."

"It's fun to lie to honest people, isn't it!"

"You really think that as long as there are people in front of you, bullets won't hit you?"

"I'll find a chance to teach you a lesson sooner or later!"

Nanfeng, who was ordering at the bar, twitched his ears and heard Ziqiao's every thought clearly through his voice.

Although Nanfeng knew perfectly well that Ziqiao was using Guangu as a shield, he really couldn't do anything about it at this moment.

After all, the other party had been using the excuse of thinking about Guan Gu's best interests from beginning to end. Without evidence, I couldn't just say that Zi Qiao was guilty based on my understanding of him.

That's too domineering. I'm not Hu Yifei.

Zi Qiao's current behavior is like Wan Yu taking the Transformers that Zhan Bo gave her and selling them online. Even if Nan Feng recognizes that the Optimus Prime is Zhan Bo's at a glance, he won't say a word until he gets solid proof from Zhan Bo.

It was precisely because of his innocence that Ziqiao dared to openly deceive Guangu.

He knew that he would never act rashly without concrete evidence.

If Hu Yifei were still by his side, Nanfeng wouldn't dare to do anything underhanded even if he gave Ziqiao eighty thousand lives.

Although Nanfeng wouldn't act rashly, he could easily tell Yifei what he heard. Once Yifei gets angry, she won't care about any evidence.

In some ways, Ziqiao could be considered a confidant of Nanfeng and Yifei.

But that's alright.

If Ziqiao believes that Nanfeng can't do anything to him without evidence, then Nanfeng definitely won't leave him any evidence when she's messing with him.

I, Nanfeng, am very petty!

Nanfeng laughed menacingly.

"Guest, guest... have you placed your order yet?" the round-faced girl asked nervously.

[I told you these five people looked weird.]

Even this seemingly normal, handsome guy can inexplicably start laughing like a freak while ordering food.

When will this day end? I want to go home!

Nanfeng was a little embarrassed: "I'm sorry, I've already ordered."

"Can I pay the bill now? In case I need to order more later, I can pay the bill then."

"OK."

As the round-faced girl frantically finished her tasks, Nanfeng paid the bill and prepared to go home.

"Brother, brother."

An anxious call came from his ear, but Nanfeng could hear many different kinds of sounds, and he wasn't particularly interested in what was happening, as this sound was clearly unrelated to him.

"Brother, brother!" The voice grew more urgent.

"Hey buddy, the one at the bar!"

Nanfeng stopped in his tracks, only then realizing that the voice seemed to be calling him.

He looked in the direction of the sound and saw a handsome man in a suit with a square face, who looked quite upright, waving at him from the doorway of the restroom.

Nanfeng frowned and thought for a moment, confirming that he had never seen this face or heard this voice in his memory.

Moreover, given your old-fashioned face, isn't it a bit inappropriate for someone your age to call me "brother"?

He pointed to himself, puzzled, at the handsome man with the square face: "Excuse me, are you calling me?"

The handsome man with a square face waved excitedly towards Nanfeng and pleaded in a voice barely audible, "Yes, it's you. Hey buddy, could you come over here for a second?"

Nanfeng looked embarrassed, but still walked towards the toilet.

Earlier, this handsome guy with a square face had been pacing anxiously back and forth at the toilet entrance, and I wondered what he was waiting for.

It turns out he was waiting for me to finish ordering and paying before he felt comfortable calling me over.

"Hello, what brings you here?" Nanfeng asked.

"Hello, my name is Zhang Wei, nice to meet you."

This handsome guy with a square face named Zhang Wei reached out his hand towards the south wind.

Looking at those wet hands, Nanfeng was momentarily at a loss as to whether to complain about the wet hands or the overly generic name.

I really don't know what his parents were thinking.

Zhang Wei noticed that Nanfeng's gaze was fixed on his hand, and that's when he realized what was going on.

He quickly wiped his hands on his suit trousers, then awkwardly extended his hands again.

Nanfeng was initially reluctant to shake hands with this stranger named Zhang Wei, but seeing the embarrassed look on his face, she softened and extended her hand.

"My name is Nanfeng, nice to meet you."

Before Nanfeng could finish speaking, Zhang Wei's other hand had already firmly grasped his hand.

"Brother Nanfeng, you may not know this, but I felt an instant connection with you and longed to be with you."

"You seem like a kind and helpful person. I have a small favor to ask you for."

[Damn, I hope I don't run into any curves now?]

I don't know if he wants to anal me or if he wants me to anal him.

But no matter how you look at it, this is just so twisted!

Nanfeng felt like he had finally seen a ghost after walking too many dark roads, and that being too handsome had finally led him to meet a gay man.

I'm pathetic; I'm completely powerless. If he really tries to use force, then I can only...

They started kicking.

"Talk to me properly, don't get physical." Nanfeng tried desperately to pull her hand away, but she couldn't muster any strength in her left hand when she was nervous.

If you really try to hit me, don't blame me for actually using my feet.

[You'll get a few ribs broken when you get kicked, you'll be in for it!]

"Brother Nanfeng, I'd like to borrow some money from you."

Nanfeng breathed a sigh of relief.

Although it's absurd to ask a complete stranger for money, compared to the even more perverse thoughts that had crossed my mind earlier, borrowing money is perfectly normal.

"Let's put the money aside for now, can you please let go of my hand?"

Only then did Zhang Wei belatedly realize that he was holding the other person's left hand tightly. He quickly let go and apologized, "I'm so sorry, I was just too nervous."

"It's nothing." Nanfeng rubbed his left hand and gestured to Zhang Wei, "Go ahead and speak."

"What did you say?"

Nanfeng was almost amused by Zhang Wei's bewildered expression: "You're asking a complete stranger for money. You can't expect me to just lend you the money after we exchange names and then ignore everything else, can you?"

It can only be said that Zhang Wei's old-fashioned and upright appearance is still very useful in this situation. If Zi Qiao, who looks like a pretty boy with greasy hair, had dared to ask her for money when they first met in the bathroom, Nan Feng would have turned around and left without even listening to what he was going to say.

"Ah, right, right, right." Zhang Wei finally understood.

In fact, this was the first time in Zhang Wei's life that he had ever borrowed money, let alone from a stranger.

He finally made up his mind to lose face, but it seems he lost it too much, even losing a lot of his brain in the process.

"Well, I came here with a friend today."

"I agreed to treat everyone today, but I didn't expect the food here to be so expensive. My friend ordered quite a lot."

"We were all planning to take photos in Cartoon Town and then leave, but I pretended to go to the bathroom and glanced at the bill... Now I really have to stay in the bathroom."

"Brother Nanfeng, I really don't have enough money right now. Could you help me pay the bill?"

"I promise, after I take her home tonight, I'll go to the bank first thing tomorrow morning to withdraw the money and pay you back."

Nanfeng understood: "You'd rather borrow money from a stranger than be honest with a friend. This friend of yours is a woman, right?"

Zhang Wei blushed slightly, a smug smile spreading across his face: "Mm."

"You like her a lot?"

"Um."

"Do you think she likes you?" Nanfeng asked curiously, gossiping.

The smile on Zhang Wei's face lost its color.

[Turns out they weren't friends, but rather a simp and his goddess.]

Although Nanfeng felt that Zhang Wei's behavior of pretending to be something he wasn't doing was unacceptable, he and Zhang Wei were neither related nor acquainted; they were just strangers who had met by chance. In this situation, he certainly couldn't criticize other people's choices.

Nanfeng was already overwhelmed trying to change a scumbag, so she had no energy left to train a sycophant.

"You've been hiding in the toilet for so long, didn't you ask your parents or friends to transfer you some money to tide you over?"

"This is better than you randomly sitting outside the toilet and bumping into someone you're meant to meet."

Zhang Wei grinned and spoke the saddest words in the calmest tone: "I'm an orphan, I have no parents. My friends... are all orphans like me, and they don't have much money either."

Perhaps because he had explained his background to too many people in his twenty-odd years of life, Zhang Wei's voice was devoid of any superfluous emotion, as if he were simply stating a fact.

You may think you've gotten used to some things, but you can fool yourself, not your body.

Nanfeng still noticed Zhang Wei's slightly heavy breathing and trembling heartbeat just before he began to recount his past.

[The truth.]

Even though Nanfeng's ability to judge truth by sound is more accurate when used on people he is more familiar with, at this moment Nanfeng believed Zhang Wei's tragic background without hesitation.

Because both the almost deathly calmness in his words and his instinctive bodily reactions were exactly the same as when he mentioned his own background.

Nanfeng looked at the suit Zhang Wei was wearing. Although the suit was clean and tidy, it seemed to have been worn and washed too many times, and the color had faded.

The fact that he couldn't bear to change a suit even after washing it to this state, and that he would wear it on a date with the girl he liked, only proves that this suit is the most high-end piece of clothing in his wardrobe.

Nanfeng was somewhat silent.

A man who wouldn't even change his suit after washing it to this state is now standing awkwardly in this lavishly decorated cat café, asking a stranger who is clearly several years younger than him for money for a girl he doesn't even know if she likes him.

This is truly an absurd clown comedy.

I'm coming

That's it for two updates. I'm still not used to going back to two updates a day, so I was a little lazy with the word count, haha.

Once things are back to normal, we'll prepare to fix the update schedule; the current update times are too chaotic.

This chapter should be finished this week, but I'm not sure which day.

Why do I feel like my writing isn't bad at all? I can't even get enough of reading it myself.

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