Love Apartment: Yifei is my junior aunt

Chapter 162 Two Childish Kids

Chapter 162 Three Childish Kids

"Hahahaha..." Yifei and Yumo laughed so hard they almost fell over, looking at the dumbfounded Ziqiao.

Yifei laughed and patted Ziqiao on the shoulder: "Ziqiao, you can't blame Nanfeng for this."

"You just said that you suddenly felt that sandwiches were the most delicious thing in the world, so of course Nanfeng will grant your wish."

"Give way? This is blatant revenge!" Ziqiao touched his round belly, feeling like he had lost hundreds of millions.

Both are food, so how can a sandwich compare to a luxury seafood takeout?

He ate so many sandwiches, but he didn't even get as much satisfaction from the braised pork knuckle.

Yu Mo chuckled and corrected, "It should be 'naked,' your Chinese is starting to sound like Guan Gu's style."

Nanfeng looked heartbroken: "Ziqiao, how could you say that to me? I'm so sad."

"Revenge? How could that be!"

"Do you really think I'm such a petty, vengeful person?"

"Of course you are! In all my years of wandering the martial world, I, Lü Xiaobu, have never met anyone more petty than you!"

Ziqiao really wanted to nod and admit it, but seeing Nanfeng staring at him with a smile, he didn't dare to say a word.

If he were to say that, he would be added to the list of those who "offended Nanfeng and then tried to escape."

"No, of course not." Ziqiao forced a smile that looked more like a grimace. "I was just talking nonsense."

Seeing that Ziqiao had given in, Nanfeng nodded in satisfaction and stood up: "Alright, I'm going downstairs to get the takeout. See you later."

The three of them breathed a sigh of relief as they watched Nanfeng leave 3603.

Ziqiao got up from the sofa indignantly and began pacing back and forth in the living room.

Yu Mo asked tentatively, "Are you... so angry with Nan Feng that you can't even sit still?"

"No, I need to use this time to warm up my stomach and prepare for a feast of seafood!"

Yifei and Yumo were both amused by Ziqiao.

After guessing that Nanfeng had already gotten off the elevator, Ziqiao complained, "It's not fair. Why did he only retaliate against me?"

Yu Mo adjusted her glasses and said slowly, "I guess Nan Feng didn't intend to retaliate against you at first. It's just that you were too greedy, so he went along with it and provoked you a little."

Hu Yifei was feeding the braised pork knuckle when she said without looking up, "Nanfeng is actually quite reasonable. Since Guangu entrusted the braised pork knuckle to your care, it's natural that you, as its temporary guardian, should bear the main responsibility if it makes a mistake."

"If he doesn't cause you trouble, do you really want him to turn the braised pork knuckle into dog meat hot pot?"

Ziqiao was exasperated: "How can taking care of a dog be so troublesome?"

Lu Ziqiao is the one who always shifts the blame onto others; this is the first time he's been the one shifted the blame.

Not to mention that the one who shifted the blame was a dog.

Yu Mo comforted Zi Qiao: "If you can just let this matter go by by eating a few less bites of deluxe seafood, then I think you've hit the jackpot."

"Don't believe me? Think back to that time at the cat cafe; didn't it make things feel much better?"

Ziqiao pursed his lips, but Yu Mo's words did make sense.

This kind of retaliatory action, which goes with the flow, is obviously much better than being held back by Nanfeng's malicious schemes and retaliation.

Yu Mo sighed: "What I'm worried about right now isn't whether Nanfeng will retaliate or not. Don't you guys think... Nanfeng is a little too normal?"

Yifei was taken aback, not quite understanding Yu Mo's meaning: "Isn't it better for Nanfeng to be more normal?"

Ziqiao casually remarked, "Yifei, you've won quite a few trophies, awards, and certificates since you were little, haven't you?"

"Of course." When talking about her honors, Yifei proudly raised her head, "My awards and achievements can't be written on three A4 pages."

"What would you do if someone secretly touched your treasures and scattered them all over the floor?"

Yifei instinctively slammed her hand on the sofa and shouted, "Who dares! I'll tear him to pieces!"

The braised pork knuckle in her arms trembled violently. If it hadn't already gotten used to Hu Yifei's presence, Yifei's outburst just now would have given it a heart attack.

After Yifei finished speaking, she suddenly realized, "That's right, it seems that Nanfeng's behavior is too normal."

"Except for the final act of revenge, which resembled a child's prank, everything else was as if nothing had happened."

Yu Mo sighed and said, "Normal banter, normal communication, normal revenge—too normal is itself abnormal."

If Nanfeng has completely let go of the past, then his current situation is understandable.

But the three people present knew the moment they saw the thick white cloth that Nanfeng had never let go of that unspoken past; he had simply covered it up and hidden it away.

I don't want to mention it, I don't want to face it, I don't even want to look at it.

If he had truly let go, based on Yu Mo's understanding of Nan Feng, he should be standing at the door of the musical instrument storage room, hands on hips, pointing at the cabinet full of trophies and certificates, showing off.

"How is it? This is the empire I conquered in the first eighteen years of my reign. Isn't it magnificent?"

Then Nanfeng should boss the three of them around and demand that they put the trophies he had scattered on the ground back in their original places, and occasionally tease them about the fact that the three of them almost lost the dog while watching it.

Instead of standing quietly at the door and calling the three of them out in a emotionless voice.

Knowing this is one thing, but what can one actually do about it?

Yifei sighed helplessly. She had always been proactive and had thought of all sorts of solutions in her mind, but she rejected them one by one.

"So what if we know he's pretending to be perfectly normal?"

She looked up at Ziqiao and Yumo: "You always think I'm the most competitive and proudest person in the apartment, but Nanfeng is much stronger and prouder than me."

"If there were any way to persuade him to let go of his resentment, do you think I, with my personality, wouldn't do it?"

Nanfeng and Yifei have different kinds of ambition and pride.

No matter how strong-willed and proud Yifei is, she will still talk to her best friends like a girl and confide her inner troubles.

Even though to outsiders Yifei is a formidable and unyielding female warrior, she also accepts her vulnerability and silently vents her sadness in a secluded corner.

For example, she carried two sacks of paper money, locked the door, and hid in the bathroom to secretly shed tears and mourn.

But the south wind is different.

He was so strong-willed that he refused to accept his own vulnerability, and so proud that he wouldn't allow others to look at him with pity.

When Yifei is sad, she will lie to everyone with red eyes: "I'm fine, I'm okay."

When Nanfeng is sad... he would never admit that he is sad.

They were both lying, but Yifei was lying to others.

Nanfeng is deceiving himself.

Yu Mo could only sigh helplessly upon hearing Yi Fei's words.

Even without romantic feelings involved, Nanfeng was able to help her out of her depression back then, but now she can't help her at all, which is undoubtedly a very painful thing for Yu Mo.

"Yifei, people are different."

"Just because you can't think of a solution doesn't mean others can't, right?"

Ziqiao looked up with a smug expression. He stood straight under the light with his arms outstretched, like a god descending to earth to save the world.

Yifei and Yumo instinctively clenched their fists, their faces full of surprise and anticipation.

They exclaimed in unison, "You have a way?!"

"Um... not at the moment."

"Then why are you wasting our time rambling on about all this nonsense!"

Yifei angrily grabbed a handful of unopened sausages and threw them at Ziqiao.

Yu Mo lowered her head in disappointment.

Ziqiao dodged Yifei's sausage attack and explained repeatedly, "I only said I don't have any for now, it doesn't mean I won't think of any in the future."

Since it concerns Nanfeng, Hu Yifei decides to trust Ziqiao one more time.

She patiently continued, "How long do you need to think about it?"

"Well... I'm not sure either."

"Lu Ziqiao!" Feeling like she'd been tricked, Yifei erupted like a volcano. "Were you deliberately playing us for fools?!"

If Ziqiao dares to nod now, Yifei would dare to twist his head off.

"With Lord Guan above my head, how could I joke about such a thing?"

Lu Ziqiao said aggrievedly, "You know how cunning and difficult Nanfeng is. If a simple method could work, you would have succeeded long ago."

"This kind of thing can't be solved by just coming up with a solution on a whim; it requires the right timing, the right place, and the right people."

"Give me some more time, let me think it over and look for opportunities."

"Then I'll trust you one last time." Yifei clenched her fists, making cracking sounds from her knuckles.

"Lu Ziqiao, if you dare to play me for this, I guarantee you'll regret it."

"I wouldn't dare take on this job if I didn't have the skills. Just you wait and see," Ziqiao assured, patting his chest.

Yu Mo also tends to believe Zi Qiao, but it is precisely because she believes Zi Qiao that she feels there is a problem here.

So she asked with a suspicious look, "Ziqiao, why are you so eager to help this time?"

"A kind-hearted, good-natured persona isn't your usual persona. You're not playing the role of Teacher Zeng, are you?"

Yifei also realized what was going on: "Ziqiao, are you plotting something again?"

If it were Zeng Xiaoxian making this guarantee, Yifei would have absolutely no doubt. But the person in front of her is none other than Lu Ziqiao.

As everyone knows, Lu Ziqiao is loyal to his friends, except when he is disloyal.

As everyone knows, Lu Ziqiao is unfaithful 364 out of 365 days a year.

The last time Ziqiao showed loyalty was when he gave Zeng Xiaoxian kidney tonic, so it's clear that the year-long cooling-off period is still ongoing.

He wanted Ziqiao to give his senior brother some advice, and he also wanted to test his senior brother's abilities. He came to Nanfeng's place to stay and was expected to freeload off his food, drinks, and suit.

He actually rushed to help with something as tricky, troublesome, time-consuming, and laborious as helping Nanfeng let go of her past grievances, which didn't even bring any benefits.

has a problem!

A hint of panic flashed in Ziqiao's eyes.

"Just kidding, Nanfeng and I are best buddies now, living in the same suite. His problems are my problems, and it's my duty to help him let go of his past grievances!"

Yifei and Yumo didn't reply, they just stared at him intently.

If they believed such nonsense, then there would truly be something supernatural going on.

……

After a moment of silence, Ziqiao cried out, feeling wronged, "Can't I even be loyal just this once?"

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"Nanfeng and I admire each other greatly. He's helped me so much; can't I even repay him?"

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"Nanfeng is so rich. If I can help him let go of his past troubles, I can cling to his coattails for the rest of my life and never have to worry about food or drink again."

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"He's messed with me so many times. When I was helping him, I took advantage of my position to make him suffer a little. It's not too much to mess with him a bit, is it?"

"Are you satisfied now?"

"That's more like it."

Yifei and Yumo were relieved; this was Lu Ziqiao's normal style after all.

"Okay, it's settled then." Yifei slapped the coffee table and said loudly, "Ziqiao, take your time to think about it. As long as your method works, we will definitely support you with all our might."

"If you can really help Nanfeng let go of the past, I guarantee you'll live a life of luxury for a long time to come. You can beat up Zhanbo whenever you want, and you can beat up Zeng Xiaoxian whenever you want!"

Ziqiao asked in surprise, "No, why would I bother hitting Zhanbo and Xiaoxian if I had nothing better to do?"

"That's not important."

Yifei extended her hand: "Most importantly, a man's word is his bond!"

Yu Mo gently placed her hand on Yi Fei's hand: "Three cobblers are equal to one Zhuge Liang!"

Ziqiao looked at Yumo and Yifei, who were holding hands, with a look of refusal: "Do we really have to go through this process? It feels a bit silly... no, it's extremely silly!"

"You don't understand, this is how you show your power," Yu Mo said with a smile. "We've always done it this way."

"Before?"

Yu Mo quickly changed the subject: "That's not important. What's important is that we're a team, and a team needs to be in sync."

"But you will only hinder my progress."

Ziqiao sighed, "I suddenly regret getting involved in this."

"It's too late to regret it now," Yifei threatened. "Or would you like to try my signature move, 'Flick of the Flicker'?"

Upon hearing this, Ziqiao placed his hand on Yumo's hand without hesitation.

"Hopefully, next time we do this stupid thing, we'll have succeeded."

"one two three."

"come on!"

The three people's enthusiastic cheers drifted away on the winter wind.

Nanfeng shook his head and sighed helplessly as he received the food from the deliveryman.