I just started college and my advisor turned out to be my blind date?

"arrive?"

Mu Wanqiu rarely spoke, and her voice, like her personality, was clear and aloof.

Shen Qianxue's still somewhat hazy consciousness was immediately drawn in, and she glanced out the window:

"Sister Wanqiu, almost there. I estimate about three minutes."

With that one glance, Shen Qianxue's head naturally left Lu Ming's shoulder.

When she turned around again, Lu Ming quietly squeezed past Mu Wanqiu, keeping a full body length distance from Shen Qianxue.

Lu Ming breathed a sigh of relief and looked at Mu Wanqiu with gratitude.

Thankfully, Mu Wanqiu was there, otherwise there would have been another tragedy on the bus. There were five people in the bus, three of whom were patients!

When he glanced at Mu Wanqiu, Shen Qianxue also secretly breathed a sigh of relief.

Even Shen Qianxue herself didn't understand why she, who was usually so sensitive to everyone, didn't have the desire to attack Lu Ming.

If she didn't beat Lu Ming up when she opened her eyes, then Jiang Chen's beating would have been for nothing.

"Mu Wanqiu: Pervert. A thief who takes advantage of others."

Lu Ming's phone screen lit up.

After reading the text, Lu Ming blushed and immediately turned off the screen.

Suddenly I don't want to be grateful to this girl anymore; she's slandering me out of nowhere!

"By the way, you seem to know this area very well."

"But judging from your accent, you don't sound like someone from Hangzhou."

Lu Ming tried to change the subject.

"Emmmm..."

Shen Qianxue's eyes darted around, unsure how to answer.

Could it be that, to be honest, the reason she was so familiar with the hospital was because she had to take a bus to Hangzhou Medical Center every day for checkups and IV drips?

"Don't ask questions you shouldn't. Are you trying to find out where the young lady lives?"

Even if you know, the security guard at the gate will tell you what it means for people to be different.

Uncle Gong suddenly spoke.

"that is."

Shen Qianxue proudly raised her chin.

So you're the only one with someone to bail you out?

She also has an extremely reliable Uncle Gong.

……

Hangzhou Medical University, waiting hall.

Lu Ming was holding a medical record book and a bag of medicine, with Mu Wanqiu beside him, tugging at his clothes.

The place was bustling, but unlike a lively market, the people coming and going either wore pained expressions or had furrowed brows.

Occasionally, you can even hear crying.

Mu Wanqiu feared crowds and also feared suffering.

She bowed her head like a partridge, her thick, brush-like eyelashes trembling slightly, finding it even more unbearable than when she was ill.

"It's okay, we'll go back in a bit."

Lu Ming tried to comfort Mu Wanqiu.

"I'm not afraid."

Mu Wanqiu didn't look up, but slightly opened her eyes and glanced at Lu Ming's shoes and trousers.

These shoes were bought by Lu Ming when he was in his first year of high school.

At the time, Lu Ming even said with a smile that the only good thing about growing up is that you stop growing taller and you don't need to buy new clothes and shoes.

He made so much money, but he never thought of buying anything for himself.

I haven't even thought about having that fancy meal I've been talking about for five or six years.

As long as Mu Wanqiu stood by this boy, she was not afraid of anything.

"Sister Wanqiu, were you getting impatient?"

"Jiang Chen is hospitalized for observation. Do you want to go and see him?"

Shen Qianxue walked over, and when she got within a meter, Mu Wanqiu gently raised her eyes and stopped.

"I've known Jiang Chen since I was a child. He's incredibly resilient. If he didn't die on the spot, he'll definitely survive."

"I still need to take Mu Wanqiu back, so I'll say goodbye here."

Lu Ming shook his head, his eyes darting around unconsciously.

Ye Yiyi promised to come to Hangzhou Medical College to see Mu Wanqiu, but an afternoon passed and she didn't see him or even reply to his messages.

He was anxious, but he couldn't show it in front of Mu Wanqiu.

"That……"

"Okay, be careful."

Shen Qianxue wanted to talk about the photoshoot and the models, but seeing Mu Wanqiu hiding pitifully behind Lu Ming, she had no choice but to swallow her words.

"Don't worry. I've remembered my promise to film with you."

"Come to the old town in a few days when the temperature is suitable."

Lu Ming waved and smiled.

"real?"

Shen Qianxue's eyes lit up as she stared intently into Lu Ming's eyes.

"If I'm lying to you, I'll have Uncle Gong come to my door and cause me trouble anytime."

Lu Ming gave a sarcastic, understated laugh.

He was even scolded by Uncle Gong in the car just now.

"You little brat..."

Uncle Gong's eyebrows furrowed into a straight line, his expression displeased.

"Uncle Gong~"

Shen Qianxue swayed her body, her long dress fluttering like a butterfly.

She reassured Uncle Gong, then smiled and said:

"Thank you, Lu Ming."

When Shen Qianxue smiled, her already sweet and charming appearance blossomed like a flower, a sight to behold.

In other words, sunflowers didn't exist in ancient China, otherwise Lu Ming could probably recall a few lines of poetry praising sunflowers.

Lu Ming felt the air around him cool down a few degrees before nodding and leading Mu Wanqiu away.

Mu Wanqiu: Isn't it beautiful? Shen Qianxue has such a great personality, keep up the good work in college!

Just as Lu Ming was about to reply, another message popped up on his phone.

Jiang Chen: Mingzi, your dad's struck it rich! [Screenshot.Jpg]

Jiang Chen: Shen Qianxue transferred 20,000 to me. That's right, a full four zeros, 20,000!

Jiang Chen: Do you think Shen Qianxue has fallen in love with me and is planning to transfer her family assets so she can elope with me and wander the world together?

Lu Ming: I think what got kicked in your head wasn't your underlings, but your brain.

After replying to Jiang Chen, Lu Ming hesitated for a moment and then opened Ye Yiyi's chat box.

Lu Ming: Auntie, can you reply to this message?

After waiting a few seconds, Lu Ming was afraid that Mu Wanqiu would worry, so he was about to put down his phone when Ye Yiyi's reply popped up.

Ye Yiyi: My phone died when I went out, which made me a little late.

Ye Yiyi: Are you done with the checkup? How is Mu Wanqiu?

Lu Ming breathed a sigh of relief.

Lu Ming: The situation is relatively stable; there's nothing seriously wrong.

Ye Yiyi: That's great! I'll treat you to a big meal!

Lu Ming's eyes lit up, but he still shook his head.

Lu Ming: Never mind, we bought a lot of groceries. It's still early today, let's go home for dinner.

You have refunded the transfer.

Ye Yiyi: No way! Your aunt's rich sugar daddy said she booked a table at Jiexianglou, but something came up and she can't go.

Ye Yiyi: I asked your mother, and she absolutely refused to go.

Ye Yiyi: You know your beautiful and kind aunt has a small appetite and will waste food if she can't finish it.

Lu Ming: ?

A single symbol immediately ignited Ye Yiyi's anger.

Immediately following was a 60-second voice message, along with a call invitation.

Lu Ming's lips curled slightly as he looked down at Mu Wanqiu:

"My aunt wants us to go to Jiexianglou for a big meal, are you coming?"

Mu Wanqiu blinked.

My mother works the night shift, and now when she goes back to her room, it's eerily empty.

Come to think of it, the last time Lu Ming treated her to a meal was back in junior high school.

Despite having an aunt whom Mu Wanqiu doesn't particularly like, it's all worth it as long as she's with Lu Ming.

Ye Yiyi gives off a strange vibe, especially when she looks at Lu Ming.

She really disliked it.

Lu Ming: We're coming right away!

After typing, Lu Ming rejected Ye Yiyi's match invitation again, then secretly pleased with himself as he put his phone away.

Jiexianglou is one of the few three-star tire shops in Hangzhou.

He'd heard Ye Yiyi talk about it so much he was practically sick of it, and he was drooling with desire!

……

"He agreed?"

Su Manqing crossed her arms, her voice so cold it frosted the ground.

Ye Yiyi instantly switched to the state of a frightened little rabbit, nodding timidly.

She wanted to ask Lu Ming when he had offended her sugar daddy, but a mere nephew's death was no big deal.

Su Manqing wore black stockings and high heels, the slender soles clicking on the tiles, and also on the hearts of the men who passed by.

If Shen Qianxue can be considered Jiang Chen's human anesthetic...

The aloof and glamorous Su Manqing, dressed in a white shirt, bodycon skirt, and 20D sheer black stockings, could easily seduce men aged eighteen to eighty.

"Lu Ming, I came to the hospital alone to check if I'm pregnant, but you brought one—no, more than one girl!"

"Good, very good!"

Su Manqing gritted her teeth, her eyes so cold that Ye Yiyi suddenly wanted to quit.