Rebirth: My Home Has Become a Gathering Place for Young Women with a "Crazy" Spirit

The girl in the black T-shirt among the group on the left is none other than his cousin, Wu Xiaoxiao.

Qin Lang also recognized the girl with gray-blue hair standing opposite them; she was Liu Siyu, the spirited young woman he had met at the digital mall a while ago who had gotten an old man to spend two thousand yuan to buy her a mobile phone.

As for the middle-aged man standing next to Liu Siyu, he was not the "General Manager Wang" whom Qin Lang had met at the Digital City last time. However, Qin Lang had also met this man before... He was the chairman of Liaobei Dongcheng Renewable Resources Integration and Transfer Co., Ltd., whom Qin Lang had met at the Cloud Cafe when he went to discuss cooperation with Qian Hao of Xingmang. He was also the uncle who collected scraps, Zhao Jiuhe.

Unexpectedly, this uncle is a man of true feelings.

These three people, who are completely unrelated, have somehow ended up together. Isn't that a wonderful coincidence?

"Liu Siyu! I want to book that six-room private room. If you want to play, take your old man to another room. If you don't want to play, then get out of the Dynasty!" Wu Xiaoxiao raised her chin, with an arrogant expression that said, "I'm richer than you, so my word counts."

Liu Siyu showed no sign of backing down. Grabbing Uncle Zhao Jiuhe's arms with both hands, she said angrily, "Why? My uncle clearly booked it first. First come, first served. Don't you know the rules?"

"Heh...rules?" Wu Xiaoxiao's expression was disdainful, her tone full of sarcasm. She said, "Let me tell you, I just topped up my account with 500 yuan at this KTV today. Now I'm a bronze member, and I have priority in choosing private rooms. You want to compete with me for these six rooms? No way!"

She paused, her gaze deliberately lingering on the middle-aged man, Zhao Jiuhe, before continuing, "Unless... you're a higher-level member, but heh... does this old man next to you have that kind of power?"

"Hmph! So what if she's a bronze member? What's she so smug about!" Liu Siyu first scoffed at Wu Xiaoxiao, then rubbed against the arm of the uncle next to her, "soothing" him, "Uncle, she's a bronze member, there's nothing we can do, we'll just have to change rooms. It's okay, I'm willing to suffer any injustice for you."

Seeing that his cousin was alright, Qin Lang was relieved and didn't rush into the crowd. However, after listening to their conversation for a while, his lips twitched involuntarily, and he muttered, "Holy crap! If I'm not mistaken, they're ganging up on that junk collector."

"Brother Lang is so smart, he saw through their tricks at a glance. These two girls are still young, their acting is too obvious." Su Yue, standing to the side, immediately gave Qin Lang a thumbs up after hearing his words, and at the same time, she didn't forget to give her evaluation of the two inside.

"Do you guys often use this kind of tactic?" Qin Lang asked curiously, looking at the three girls around him who were also dressed as "energetic young women."

"Qin Lang, who are you looking down on? The three of us are a group of intellectuals with education, culture, and ideas. We don't care about those ordinary methods at all." Ruan Zhihuan also spoke up, feeling it was necessary to vindicate their little trio.

The sound of their voices was drowned out by the music in the lobby, and the onlookers couldn't hear them at all.

Hearing Ruan Zhihuan's words, Qin Lang didn't think much of it and blurted out with a smile, "So, what kind of tactics do you intellectuals with education, culture, and ideas use?"

Su Yue and Ruan Zhihuan were about to say something when Xu Han interrupted them. She looked at Qin Lang and said, "I just heard Liu Siyu call out that the girl in the black T-shirt's name is Wu Xiaoxiao. Is she your cousin?"

"Yes, that's it." Qin Lang nodded, then shook his head. "I never expected it to turn out like this."

After saying that, he seemed to remember something and laughed again: "However, it's not too late."

The chaotic scene inside continued, and clearly, Wu Xiaoxiao's contemptuous gaze and words had successfully angered Uncle Zhao Jiuhe. With Liu Siyu fanning the flames from the sidelines...

The middle-aged man yanked the small black leather bag out from under his arm, snorted coldly at Wu Xiaoxiao, and said domineeringly, "Little girl, who do you think you are! Let me tell you, I'm the chairman of Liaobei Dongcheng Renewable Resources Integration and Transfer Co., Ltd., and I'm loaded!"

As he spoke, the middle-aged man walked towards the front desk, shouting as he went, "She recharged 500, right? Recharge me 1000! Today, I must take Xiaoyu to sing at those six-six karaoke bars!"

"Uncle, there's really no need. As long as I'm with you, I'll go anywhere to sing," Liu Siyu said, grabbing Zhao Jiuhe's arm. But instead of pulling him back, she gently pushed him forward.

"No way! Your uncle is a respectable person in society. I'm not just talking about money, I'm talking about pride. She'll pay 500, and I'll pay 1000!" Zhao Jiuhe strode aggressively to the front desk.

"Tch! I thought he was some big boss? He only topped up a thousand dollars at most, isn't he ashamed!" Wu Xiaoxiao followed, shouting loudly.

Upon hearing this, the uncle's indomitable fighting spirit was instantly ignited. He pulled out all the large yuan coins from his bag, slammed them on the bar, and declared with boundless pride, "Two thousand yuan, top it all up!"

"Huh... only two thousand? That's not enough..." Wu Xiaoxiao, who had followed, wanted to try again, but suddenly someone grabbed her from behind. "Who's pulling me? Get off me... who the hell are you... my cousin?"

Wu Xiaoxiao turned her head, her gaze lingering on Qin Lang's face for a moment. She was stunned for a second, then a guilty expression appeared on her face. "Cousin? What are you doing here?"

"Come on, let's go outside and talk," Qin Lang said calmly, suppressing his emotions.

"Brother, wait a moment, I have something to do here. I'll finish it when I'm done."

Wu Xiaoxiao still has a lot of affection for her cousin Qin Lang. She used to stick to him when they were little, and the two have continued to get along well even after they grew up.

However, ever since Qin Lang became withdrawn after his parents passed away, Wu Xiaoxiao tried to persuade him several times without success, and gradually they lost contact.

Liu Siyu turned her head, wanting to give Wu Xiaoxiao a "it's all settled" look, but instead saw Qin Lang next to her.

Clearly, she recognized Qin Lang as well. She glanced at Xu Han and the other two behind him, and the smug smile on her lips froze for a moment before returning to normal, but it was noticeably less natural than before.

"Holy shit," she muttered under her breath, though it was unclear who she was talking to.

Qin Lang didn't give Wu Xiaoxiao a chance to resist. He pulled her through the crowd and brought her to the entrance of the KTV, where it was much quieter.

"Your mother called you so many times, why didn't you answer?" His voice wasn't loud, but it carried a strong imposing tone.

"I...I sold my phone on a second-hand platform," Wu Xiaoxiao replied softly, her head down.

"Sold it?" Qin Lang stared at her and continued, "Why did you sell your phone? Did you need the money urgently?"

"I... I just joined them and needed to show my loyalty by treating them to karaoke, so... I sold my phone for 500 yuan and bought a membership here," Wu Xiaoxiao confessed truthfully.