After being reborn, I'm no longer going to play the role of a spoiled rich kid.

Chapter 116 Forced to Beg for Help
Yusjia was still dizzy and hadn't recovered from the "lesbian circle" yet. After lying down for a while, her phone rang again.

She picked it up and saw that it was Hu Baoshan, whom she hadn't contacted in a long time.

After losing to me in the last horse race, Hu Baoshan was injured and couldn't even attend my wedding. The two haven't been in contact for quite some time.

[Hu Baoshan: Someone is looking for you, that Zhou Qichun. Should we give her your contact information?]

Yu Sijia was somewhat surprised when she saw the name Zhou Qichun. Then, she realized that this person was Zhou Qishuang's sister.
She was about to reply to Hu Baoshan, saying that she wouldn't give it to him, when another message from Hu Baoshan came through.

[Hu Baoshan: Just for my sake, could you talk to her?]

[Yuska: You've been kidnapped?]

Hu Baoshan: ...

You Sijia immediately sent another message to Jiang Lingyu.

[You Sijia: What's wrong with Hu Baoshan lately? Has Zhou Qichun gotten hold of something against her?]

She's currently in Beijing, so gossip from the southern part of the city and the port city doesn't spread as quickly.

[Jiang Lingyu: There's no dirt on her, but Zhou Qichun does have something going on right now; she's dating Hu Baoshan, that scumbag father.]

Yustia: "???"

When she saw Jiang Lingyu's reply, she felt like she could hardly recognize Chinese characters anymore.

Yu Sijia immediately made a phone call, "Didn't you just say that your second brother got into a fight with He Maochun? Wasn't it because of Zhou Qichun? Isn't she with He Maochun now?"

Jiang Lingyu: "How long ago was this? You know that He Maochun and his group change partners like they change clothes. Besides, He Maochun wasn't even dating her in the first place."

Yustia hissed, as if she hadn't yet recovered from the shocking news.

"Then what? How come you're involved with Hu Baoshan's father again..."

Jiang Lingyu is standing on the rooftop of the research institute, enjoying the breeze, with a cup of coffee in her hand. "It seems like she met Hu Baoshan when she went to visit her."

Yustia: "..."

If she were Hu Baoshan, she would definitely be having a heart attack right now.

"Why did you suddenly ask about her?" Jiang Lingyu asked casually.

Just as You Sijia was about to speak, she suddenly remembered that Jiang Lingyu and the others did not know about her meeting with Zhou Qishuang, so she paused.

"...It's nothing, it's just that Hu Baoshan suddenly came to me and talked about her."

"Why did Hu Baoshan contact you?" Jiang Lingyu asked. "When did your relationship become so good? And why would she tell you something like this on her own initiative?"

Yustia: "..."

Those words were too sharp; she couldn't handle them.

"Yustya."

Yustia: "..."

Xiaoyu is usually very easy to talk to, and when Yusijia calls her by her full name, she can only resort to coquetry. Only when coquetry doesn't work does she have no choice but to tell the whole truth.

Jiang Lingyu was on the rooftop, and for a moment she didn't know what to say.

"You didn't even call me?" she said, sounding a little angry.

Yustia: "I was thinking I was fine, wasn't I?"

Jiang Lingyu: "Are you coming back for New Year's Day? If not, I'll come to Beijing to see you."

Yu Sijia: "I might not have time. I'll come back when the second sister and her friends have their annual party. Come on over! There's a plum garden at home. Besides red plums and flowering plums, there are also many winter plums. The yard smells especially good when you come over these days. You've definitely never lived in a bungalow before!"

Jiang Lingyu: "..."

Jiang Lingyu already knew that Yu Sijia's wedding room was a courtyard house near the Forbidden City. Now, hearing the words "flat house" in her ears, she wondered what kind of expression President Meng would have if he knew how his wife described their wedding room.

After having eaten a lot of gossip, You Sijia finally opened her previous chat with Hu Baoshan.

Unexpectedly, while she was chatting with Jiang Lingyu, Hu Baoshan had already sent her quite a few messages. [Hu Baoshan: She's hooked up with my dad now. She was having lunch at home just now, and she asked me about it in front of my dad.]

[Hu Baoshan: Can I disagree? Fuck!]

[Hu Baoshan: I don't know what she wants from you, but this woman is a bit formidable. You'd better not agree to anything.]

Yu Sijia was surprised that Hu Baoshan would take the initiative to tell her. After thinking about it, she agreed to Hu Baoshan's request.

Soon after, You Sijia received a friend request from Zhou Qichun.

Zhou Qichun had indeed come to plead for her, but You Sijia ignored her.

She agreed to add Zhou Qichun as a favor to Hu Baoshan, but after adding Zhou Qichun, the latter was no longer worthy of her giving her face.

After the comic book annual meeting, Ma Zuozuo brought Yuan Jingyi and his group to visit You Sijia.

Yusijia sent her location to four people in the morning, and while she was changing clothes, her phone started ringing.

Ma Zuozuo created a group chat yesterday to express her condolences.

[Mochi: Shall we meet at the entrance of the Forbidden City?]

[Abao: That's quite close to our hotel. Shall we walk over? Which gate? Isn't this location a bit inaccurate?]

[Ma Zuozuo: Taking a stroll around the Forbidden City would be nice; I haven't been there in years.]

Yusjia changed into an apricot-colored knit dress with ruffles today. The temperature was just right for her indoors; it wasn't too cold, and for someone like her who is sensitive to cold, it wasn't too hot either.

When I picked up my phone and saw this message, I paused for a moment before replying to Abao.

[Yu Sijia: Yes, yes, just come over here, it's in the alley opposite the Forbidden City.]

After tidying up, Yusijia walked from Sixi Courtyard to the front hall and went to the kitchen to see the lunch that her aunt had prepared.

She inquired beforehand about where Ma Zuozuo and her friends were from, and prepared a lunch menu according to local tastes.

Mochi is from an ethnic minority in the southwest, while A Bao and Yuan Jingyi are from the Jiangnan region, and Ma Zuozuo is a local from Shanghai.

People come from different places, so their tastes are naturally different. She wants to try her best to cater to everyone's tastes.

After confirming that the aunties were preparing the food, Yusjia went to the wine cellar to select the drinks for lunch.

Although Meng Weiyuan's wine cellar at home is not very large, the collection inside is quite prestigious.

Wines like the 1945 Romanée-Conti or the 85 Henri Jayer vintage, which were once his last works, were auctioned off and fetched very high prices. There were also some champagnes with diamond-encrusted bottles, and limited edition gold-plated 90 vintages, all of which were part of Meng Weiyuan's collection.

This is just the tip of the iceberg. In Meng Weiyuan's words, he'll take some home so that Yusijia can easily access it if she likes to drink it.

For example, we don't have much of a strong liquor at home.

After selecting a bottle of champagne, Yuska went upstairs.

Worried that Ma Zuozuo and the others would walk past the gate, she prepared to carry a stool and stand guard at the gate herself.

But thinking about the embarrassing situation she encountered after leaving through the main gate last time, Yuska hesitated again.

Just as she stood hesitating behind the door, she heard an excited voice coming from outside the wall.

Wow! The wintersweet here smells so good! It looks like it's blooming so beautifully!

That's the sound of mochi.

As a seasoned surfer, Abao adjusted his glasses and looked around. "This looks like a popular spot for taking photos in the summer, with its flower wall of Olivia, flamingos, roses, or maybe other roses?"

It was very popular before, and many locals and tourists from Beijing left their footprints on this flower wall.

"The people in this family must really love growing flowers..."

Before Ma Zuozuo's voice had completely faded, suddenly, the group of four saw the imposing-looking front door at the entrance being opened.

(End of this chapter)