Chapter 367 - The More, The Merrier (1/2)
Chapter 367: The More, The Merrier
Translator: Atlas Studios Editor: Atlas Studios
Chen Jun sat on the balcony. After confirming that the woman had left his house, he took out his cigarette and started smoking quietly.
It was only until there were more than ten cigarette b.u.t.ts on the floor that Chen Jun let out a sigh and returned to the bedroom.
w.a.n.g Yang had made himself clear. If he could not settle the matter regarding Qiao Nan within one month, and Qiao Nan did not reveal any liking for him, then w.a.n.g Yang would ask someone else to do this. His father had been in the role of the deputy police commissioner for a long time. After much difficulty, he finally found an opportunity through w.a.n.g Yang. So, this time, the matter pertaining to Qiao Nan must not fail.
Judging from this, he must definitely wreck his brains to deal with Qiao Nan.
Chen Jun always felt that this matter was not urgent. At the very least, it was not that urgent and he could completely take it a step at a time to break the barrier between Qiao Nan and him and grab hold of her tightly in his hands.
He did not expect that a senior high school student, who was usually an easy target to ‘kidnap’, would have a psychological wall so tall and thick that he completely had no means to climb over. It was also not within Chen Jun’s control that w.a.n.g Yang was so anxious about this matter. This was totally unexpected.
“Mom, it’s the seventh day of the Lunar New Year. Are you going there?” Early in the morning, Qiao Zijin’s dissatisfied tone could be heard coming from the small courtyard of the Qiao family. “If you’re still not going, those things will go into Qiao Nan’s tummy. Mom, were you just coaxing me back then? All those words were unreal, weren’t they? Were you lying to me?”
One day after another. The first day of the Lunar New Year had pa.s.sed, yet nothing. The second and third days pa.s.sed by in the same fas.h.i.+on. Eventually, one week had pa.s.sed and Qiao Zijin had not seen any of what Ding Jiayi promised to bring back for her.
On the contrary, the two kilograms of dried food brought back by Qiao Zijin previously had been used up.
“Didn’t you say that there’s a lot of them? Qiao Nan’s appet.i.te is as small as that of a cat. How could she possibly finish eating all of them in such a short time? Even if I wish to help you by looking for your dad to ask for the things, I need to find a suitable reason. If I simply go over and take them, will your dad give them to me? If your dad was really so easy to convince, you would have brought back all the stuff that day.” Ding Jiayi looked like she was in a difficult situation.
Ding Jiayi agreed to this matter readily, but on hindsight, she realized that it was hard to do it.
She had not managed to coax her husband back home, and Old Qiao was obviously biased toward Qiao Nan. Besides, the things were with Old Qiao. If Old Qiao was not willing to, whatever she thought would be useless.
“There’s only one more week before the school reopens. Qiao Nan may not finish them quickly, but what should we do if she brings them to school for her cla.s.smates?” Qiao Zijin was judging others by oneself. She felt that Qiao Nan would finish the food off even if there were a lot of them.
Ding Jiayi shook her head. “No, that wretched girl is a little heartless, but she should be able to differentiate clearly between her own family and the outsiders. I don’t believe that she will give them to outsiders instead of her own biological sister.”
“I can’t be sure about that. Qiao Nan may bring them to school for her cla.s.smates to eat for the sake of winning them over. Anyway, it’s already the seventh day of the Lunar New Year. Mom, are you able to do what you’ve promised me? I’ll leave it to you.” Qiao Zijin would not accept any explanation. She only wanted one thing, and that was for her mother to quickly bring over all of the dried food. It would be the best if she did not leave anything for Qiao Nan.
Cornered by Qiao Zijin, Ding Jiayi had no alternative but to visit Qiao Dongliang’s place on the seventh day of Lunar New Year. Even if she really could not bring back all the things, at the very least, she could bring some home to appease Qiao Zijin.
“Mom, you’re going too? Are you sure that you’re not going to stay at home today?” Zhai Hua’s voice could be heard coming from the quad.