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Chapter 105 Testing
Ye Qing calmly pointed at Ai Liang: "Sister Li, stop talking nonsense. If you keep doing this, she'll get embarrassed."

Shouldn't the woman be the one feeling shy at this point? What are you implying is that I am?

Ai Liang couldn't bring herself to say what she was saying, so she could only offer an awkward yet polite smile.

While Ai Liang was busy making payments, Ye Qing went to the warehouse and got a small cart.

The two of them pushed and carried the whole pile of things onto the electric tricycle.

Ye Qing volunteered to take on the delivery service; free delivery within a three-kilometer radius of the supermarket.

Because she was a naturally lively person, she switched from working at the cashier because it was too boring. Helping with deliveries would earn her a running fee and allow her to go out and have some fun, killing two birds with one stone.

The other employees in the supermarket were too lazy to do anything, so Ye Qing taking on this job saved the boss a lot of trouble. A raise would be much more cost-effective than hiring a delivery person.

The electric tricycle is used for delivering goods. There is no place to sit on the back seat, and it cannot carry passengers on the back seat either.

So Ai Liang had to squeeze into the driver's seat with Ye Qing.

Fortunately, the driver's seat was quite spacious, and both of them were on the slimmer side, so they had no problem sitting there.

Ai Liang sat on one side of the chair, trying to keep her distance from Ye Qing.

Ye Qing found Ai Liang's expression amusing.

"I don't care what you care about. You didn't just listen to what Sister Li said and think I'm interested in you, did you? Although you are very handsome, you're not to the point where I would fall head over heels in love with you at first sight."

"This is out of respect."

Ai Liang remained seated on the edge, motionless.

"Well, you're really interesting."

Ye Qing started the tricycle: "Completely different from ordinary people."

The tone of the words 'ordinary people' is particularly prominent, as if it is hinting at something.

"That's normal."

Ai Liang thought about it and realized that he would also take a step back when others approached him in the past.

As for Ye Qing's probing, Ai Liang completely ignored it.

"Logically speaking, this shouldn't be the case. Right now, there's a legitimate opportunity to get close to a beautiful girl. What normal guy would keep his distance?"

At this point, Ye Qing sighed: "Or am I just too narcissistic to meet your standards?"

"So you knew you were pretty and cute?"

"Thank you for the compliment, of course I know."

Ye Qing's face immediately lit up with a happy smile.

"I see this face every day when I look in the mirror, so I can't help but know what it is."

During their conversation, the two had already arrived at the foot of the residential building.

Ye Qing pulled out the car key and turned it on the key ring with her index finger.

“During my three years of junior high school, many people wrote me love letters. Even if I didn’t want to know, they would let me know.”

"Or do you think I'm the kind of person who knows I'm pretty but says, 'Oh, no way!'"

You really went to great lengths to set me up.

Ai Liang thought to herself.

Ye Qing said this simply to make Ai Liang think that she had said something wrong and feel indebted.

Once a person develops this mentality, they will unconsciously confide in the person they owe in order to "make up" for their slip of the tongue during the ensuing conversation.

These are the kinds of underhanded tactics often used in the art of thick-skinnedness and ruthlessness.

The solution is simple: change the subject. Ideally, you should subtly compliment the other person while doing so.

For example, like this.

"No, I'm just a little surprised that your skin is still so fair even though you live alone."

Ai Liang looked at Ye Qing's right hand, which was turning the key. It was smooth and fair, without any roughness, wrinkles, or calluses from work or housework.

"Is that the point...? Although I don't like wearing makeup, it doesn't mean I don't care about my appearance at all. I usually take good care of myself."

Ye Qing jumped out of the car, picked up the large bag containing the blankets, and called out to Ai Liang, "Help me open the door."

"No need, I can carry these things upstairs myself. You should hurry back, in case someone goes to buy something."

As she spoke, Ai Liang reached out to take the handbag from Ye Qing's hand.

"Hey, hey, hey, you're not happy that someone's offering to be your free labor? I'm only helping out because we're neighbors."

Ye Qing dodged Ai Liang's hand, clearly not wanting to go back so soon.

Left with no other choice, Ai Liang had to accept Ye Qing's "help".

While in the elevator, Ye Qing finally cut to the chase and got straight to the point.

"Ai Liang, I remember you're from Nevada City, right? Why did you come all the way here to study at Qianhua?" Ye Qing asked Ai Liang with a smile.

"Family factors".

Ai Liang summed up the melodramatic soap opera that could easily be made into at least twenty episodes in just a few words.

"Family...are your parents having a fight?"

Ye Qing didn't immediately advise Ai Liang to take it easy or say some polite words of mutual understanding. Instead, she subtly inquired about the reasons, which she did better than many adults.

Many adults, when conflicts arise between parents and children, will immediately attribute the problem to the child, believing that the child is too willful and cannot understand the parents' difficulties.

Because they are adults themselves, they won't admit they're wrong.

"Pretty much. I just came to Qianhua City because I wanted to get away from them."

Seeing that Ai Liang didn't want to say more, Ye Qing didn't ask any further questions and tactfully ended the topic.

The elevator door opens.

Ai Liang and Ye Qing stepped out of the elevator one after the other.

"Then why did you come to Qianhua? There must have been many other cities to choose from," Ye Qing asked, changing the subject.

"When I was a child, I heard that Qianhua City had beautiful scenery and a good social atmosphere, so I filled in this city as my college application."

Ai Liang took out her key and opened the security door. Ye Qing simply put her things at the door and showed no intention of coming in.

"The scenery is good, that's understandable, the atmosphere in Qianhua is good... Are you kidding me? To say it's chaotic and filthy is an understatement for Qianhua City."

Ye Qing didn't hold back in criticizing her city: "You know, just yesterday there was an armed robbery in Qianhua, and it was a bank that was robbed!"

Ye Qing stood at Ai Liang's door and started talking about yesterday's robbery.

"I heard that the robbers also kidnapped two hostages, and we haven't heard any news about the hostages from the police yet. We don't know if they are dead or alive."

He's alive; he's right in front of you right now.

Ai Liang muttered to herself.

“My impression of Qianhua City is still from a few years ago. Before coming here, I didn’t know that Qianhua City was like this,” Ai Liang added.

“That makes sense…after all, a few years ago Qianhua was indeed one of the five most livable cities in Asia Union.”

Ye Qing paused and said, "I heard that the main reason Qianhua City has become like this is because of your Neva City."

“Because of Nevada…” Ai Liang seemed to realize something and fell silent for a moment.

"Yes, I heard that the Asian Union cracked down on the criminal gangs in Neva City, which caused many people to flock to Qianhua, which is why Qianhua has become like this."

As she spoke, Ye Qing suddenly lowered her voice and whispered, "However, I heard that those people didn't actually come here because of the Asian Alliance's attack. Instead, an assassin came here to take revenge and wiped out all the underground forces in Nevada City."

Ai Liang smiled and said, "How could such a movie plot happen in reality?"

"Haha, just kidding. Actually, this is something I recently read in a story magazine."

Ye Qing waved to Ai Liang: "Alright, I should go back to work now. See you later."

"Well, see you later."

After closing the door, Ai Liang faced the living room, unsure of what to say.

One can only marvel at how bold Mus is, not even afraid of being confronted by those who bought his false information in the past.

(End of this chapter)