Love Apartment: Yifei is my junior aunt

Chapter 88 The Unromantic South Wind

"Curry!" Yu Mo rushed forward to separate Curry Sauce and Nan Feng. She patted Curry Sauce's head and said, "Curry Sauce, be reserved. You need to be reserved."

"Oh..." Curry Sauce nodded awkwardly.

Although the two had only known each other for three days, they still managed to get together last night to eat, drink, and watch movies all night.

For girls, if a whole night of watching a movie isn't enough time for them to become friends, then it's highly likely that the two don't get along.

Fortunately, everyone in Love Apartment seemed to get along well, and they all felt like old friends as soon as they met.

Yu Mo pulled Curry Sauce away from Nan Feng silently, then took a few steps forward to block Nan Feng and Curry Sauce from each other.

"Yes, this distance is just right."

Yu Mo was feeling smug, but out of the corner of her eye, she caught Nan Feng's fox-like smile.

Realizing her little scheme had been seen through, Yu Mo quickly changed the subject, looking at Zhang Wei: "Nanfeng, who is this?"

Nanfeng patted Zhang Wei on the shoulder: "This is Zhang Wei, he's been a good friend of mine for many years."

"He happened to bring a friend to the cat cafe today, and that's how I bumped into him at the toilet entrance."

He then introduced Zhang Wei: "Zhang Wei, these are my friends Yu Mo and Curry Sauce."

After the three exchanged brief greetings, Zhang Wei nudged Nanfeng and whispered, "Nanfeng, Xiaoli and I made an appointment to go to Cat Town, and it's our turn now. I'm afraid she'll get impatient if I stay in the restroom too long."

Nanfeng nodded and let him leave: "Take care of what you need to do first, we'll talk about our business later."

"Thank you." Zhang Wei couldn't wait to run upstairs.

"Is that Xiaoli Uncle Zhang Wei's girlfriend?" Curry Sauce asked curiously.

"He does like her a lot, but it's not even close to happening yet," Nanfeng chuckled. "Also, don't keep calling him 'uncle.' He's still a graduate student, younger than Professor Zeng and Guangu."

"Ah!" Curry Sauce exclaimed, her mouth agape. "But he looks several years older than Teacher Zeng!"

Yu Mo said, "This kind of mature-beyond-his-years appearance is like this: he looks old in his twenties, but looks young when he's in his thirties."

Curry Sauce scoffed, stroking the Siamese cat in her arms as she muttered, "What's the use of looking young when you're over thirty?"

"You can't date a girl in her early thirties when you're in your twenties, and then date a girl in her early twenties when you're in your thirties and look younger."

"How is this possible?"

Nanfeng was amused by Curry Sauce's words: "If that were really the case, wouldn't the girl's parents have to take a stick and break his legs?"

"Yeah, that's true..." Curry Sauce looked around, a puzzled expression on her face. "I was just about to ask, where did Ziqiao and Guangu go?"

Yu Mo pointed to the ceiling: "I just saw them sitting on the second floor chatting with two pretty girls. To be precise, Zi Qiao was chatting with two pretty girls, while Guangu was over there engrossed in petting the cat and drawing."

Even though Yu Mo disliked Zi Qiao's scumbag behavior, she still admired his social skills.

In just a few minutes, he managed to make two girls giggle all by himself.

Curry Sauce slapped his thigh: "He's definitely hitting on girls, Teacher Nanfeng, should I go up and pull him down?"

Nanfeng shook her head: "You have to remember, simply stopping a jerk from hitting on you is useless."

"Because if you stop him once, he will try to flirt with you countless times behind your back."

"Simply right and wrong won't educate anyone; they have to feel the pain before they'll learn to restrain themselves."

Yu Mo asked, "What if someone like Zi Qiao is incorrigible?"

"No one is incorrigible. If someone is, it's because they haven't suffered enough."

Seeing Nanfeng's malicious smile, Yu Mo and Curry Sauce felt a little sorry for Zi Qiao.

Just as Nanfeng and his friends were chatting in their seats, they saw Zhang Wei leading a tall, pretty girl into Cartoon Town, accompanied by a round-faced girl.

"Uncle Zhang Wei!"

The outgoing Curry Sauce waved to him: "We brought a camera, would you like to take some pictures?"

"That would be great." Zhang Wei chuckled happily, then suddenly seemed to remember something and asked nervously.

Is there a fee?

Curry Sauce paused for a moment, then burst into laughter: "It's free!"

"Thank you, thank you so much."

For Zhang Wei, free things are the best things.

Curry Sauce still had a good impression of the uncle who had just given her some pointers, and now that she saw him with the girl he liked, she wanted to give him a helping hand.

She pulled a camera from her bag on the table, picked up the little Siamese baby, and hurried toward the town fence.

Zhang Wei then explained the identities of Nanfeng and the other two to Xiaoli in a low voice.

Yu Mo sat opposite Nan Feng, propping her head up with her hand and muttering softly, "I don't think your friend has much of a chance of getting together with the girl he likes."

As a beauty consultant, Yu Mo has a good eye for girls.

She could tell how much the entire outfit cost after taking a few glances.

"This girl's family must be quite wealthy, and your friend..." Yu Mo glanced at Zhang Wei's faded suit and, being considerate, didn't continue the conversation.

Even though she knew nothing about men's clothing, anyone with normal eyesight could tell Zhang Wei's financial situation at a glance.

Nanfeng squinted, scrutinizing the girl who was holding a blue British Shorthair cat and seemed rather uninterested: "Economic disparity isn't a necessary condition for two people to be together. Zhanbo and Wanyu have an even bigger economic gap than these two, and they still get along quite well, don't they?"

"You said it yourself, it's Zhanbo and Wanyu. Even if you pieced their brains together, you couldn't even get a normal brain." Yu Mo rolled her eyes at Nan Feng.

"Although economic gaps can sometimes be bridged by shared values ​​and true love, look at these two, do you think it's because their values ​​are compatible or because true love is invincible?"

"I don't think either of them looks like it."

As Yu Mo spoke, she moved from across the table to sit next to Nan Feng. She gently leaned close to Nan Feng's ear and whispered, "Do you know that when a girl meets someone she likes, her eyes light up?"

Yu Mo's voice was very soft and delicate, even more melodious than the meow of the Siamese cat from before.

That Siamese cat was just swearing, but Yu Mo...

She's practically killing people.

"I get it." Nanfeng pulled away and teased in a flippant manner, "So you girls' eyes are flashlights, and the boys you like are batteries."

"As soon as the battery is inserted into the flashlight, your eyes will be lit up instantly."

"South wind..." Yu Mo complained unhappily.

"I just wanted to tease you since you were in a bad mood." Nanfeng looked at Yu Mo, whose hands were empty, and pointed to the dozen or so cats in the town. "What's wrong? There are over a dozen cats here, and you don't like any of them?"

"Who said there isn't?" Yu Mo pointed to the white Persian cat sleeping on the fountain trellis. "No matter how I call it or what I try to lure it with, it won't pay any attention to me."

"Hmph, I'm so beautiful, I don't know what it's pretending to be so high and mighty for."

Nanfeng almost strained his back from Yu Mo's words.

You're talking about cats, right?

There's absolutely no other meaning behind it, right?

Just as Nanfeng was wondering how to deal with Yu Mo's veiled meaning, the round-faced girl, her savior, came over carrying a tray.

"Hello, here are your drinks and snacks. The rest are still being prepared, so please wait a few more minutes."

The round-faced girl skillfully placed the snacks and drinks on the table.

"Hello," Nanfeng said, pointing to the Persian cat. "My friend likes playing with this cat, but it doesn't seem very cooperative. Is there anything we can do?"

The round-faced girl blushed slightly, then looked in the direction Nanfeng was pointing and suddenly realized, "Oh, this little girl."

"I'm sorry, sir. This girl used to be very cheerful and clingy. She used to be our top girl."

"As a result, about two weeks ago a customer paid money to buy its freedom... Ugh, ugh, ugh."

The round-faced girl felt that what she said was a bit strange, so she quickly said, "About half a month ago, a customer took a fancy to it and paid to take it home."

"It turned out that this guest already had several cats at home, and those cats were all very jealous. The little girl was bullied at his house every day and had no choice but to slink back home."

"Our boss felt sorry for the girl, so he paid that heartless bastard to buy her back."

"It's been three days since we bought it, and it still looks so sullen."

Nanfeng and Yumo exchanged a glance, finding the conversation increasingly strange.

Why does this story sound so awkward?

The round-faced girl smiled and said, "Don't worry, guests. I'll go and ask the little girl to let it come and keep you company. It used to listen to me."

"Why does this sound so unsettling?" Nanfeng muttered to Yumo in a low voice. "I have this feeling that the police are about to break down the door and raid prostitution rings."

Yu Mo nodded thoughtfully, then turned to look at Nan Feng.

"So why did that waiter blush when he saw you?"

"Cough cough..."

Nanfeng pointed to the round-faced girl who had volunteered to bring the little girl over to keep the guests company: "Let's hurry over and go see that little girl."

"Trying to change the subject, huh?"

"No, I'm worried she won't be able to handle it alone."

Yu Mo: "???"

Before Yu Mo could say anything, Nan Feng grabbed her wrist and pulled her forward.

"Little girl, little girl..."

The round-faced girl called softly.

"Meow." The little girl let out a soft whimper, unwilling to even open her eyes.

"Hey girl, get up and greet the customer."

"Meow..." The little girl shook her head in refusal.

"Don't pick up the bad habit of domestic cats not liking to talk to people after just a few days of being house cats. If those domestic cats were willing to meow a few more times and let people pet them more, their owners wouldn't have to come here looking for fun."

"If the customers like you, what's wrong with letting them touch you?"

"We're in the sex business; we want our customers to have fun and enjoy themselves."

"If you make our customers unhappy, our business will suffer."

The round-faced girl continued to patiently persuade him, completely unaware of how outrageous her words were.

"Meow..." The little girl still wouldn't move an inch.

"Why do I always have this feeling that I'm forcing a good person into prostitution?" Nanfeng asked Yumo in a low voice.

Yu Mo nodded and said to the waitress, "Um... waitress, if it really doesn't work, then forget it. There are plenty of other cats here."

The round-faced girl firmly refused: "No, the cats here have to serve customers. If it dares not serve customers today, it will dare to lead the other cats on strike tomorrow."

"I really can't stand its stupid habit."

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