Love Apartment: Yifei is my junior aunt

Chapter 232 Wan Yu, Expelled from School

Nanfeng emerged from Digger Zero, carrying a large bag of snacks and instant noodles in his left hand and a large thermos filled with hot water in his right.

"I'm going to bring some food and drinks to Yifei and the others. Are the four of you okay here?"

Meijia and Curry Sauce exchanged a glance, then stepped forward and took the things from Nanfeng's hands.

Curry Sauce picked up her thermos and chuckled, "Let Meijia and I handle the delivery. We don't know anything about Digger Zero, and Wanyu is waiting to see your RV."

Meijia handed the braised pork knuckle in her arms to Yumo: "Yes, it would be too boring for you to go alone. Curry Sauce and I can go together and chat as we walk."

"Yu Mo, could you look after the braised pork knuckle for me?"

Yu Mo smiled and took the braised pork knuckle: "Come on, little guy, let your sister Yu Mo keep you company for a while."

So Meijia and Curry Sauce set off to feed Yifei and the others, while Nanfeng led Wanyu to visit Digger Zero.

With Nanfeng's guidance, Wanyu acted like a curious child, touching her way from the outside of the vehicle to the driver's seat, and then all the way to the small stairs at the rear of the vehicle.

"Nanfeng, does this staircase lead to the second floor?" Wanyu asked curiously as she stepped onto the stairs.

"Yes, the upper floor should be considered the second floor."

Wanyu walked up the stairs, only sticking her head out to look around on the second floor: "But the second floor seems a bit low. It feels like I have to bend over to walk on the second floor."

"Hey, there's even a drum set and speakers up here."

Nanfeng explained with a smile, "The Digger Zero is a pop-top RV. Don't be fooled by the fact that the second floor is only a little over a meter high now. Once you raise the roof, the second floor can become a mobile terrace."

"I originally planned to convert the second floor into a music terrace, but since I only picked up the car yesterday, I only had time to move the speakers and drum kit up first."

Nanfeng laughed and said, "When I go on vacation during the Spring Festival, I might be able to earn back a lot of the gas money with these musical instruments."

"travel?"

Wanyu skipped down the stairs and asked curiously, "Aren't you planning to go home for Chinese New Year?"

"We still have to celebrate the New Year, but my father and I can't stay together for more than three days before we start arguing."

"Everyone in the apartment will be going home for the Lunar New Year, so there's no point in me coming back. I might as well go on a trip."

"Guan Gu and I are still in the apartment, we can keep you company."

Yu Mo covered her mouth and said with a mischievous smile, "To be precise, you'll be all alone in the apartment by then. Nan Feng already told Guangu about it when he was driving this afternoon."

"He took Guan Gu and Zhang Wei home for the Chinese New Year. After the New Year, Zhang Wei had to rush back to school, so the two of them went on a trip in the Digger Zero."

"ah."

Wanyu pouted sullenly, "Won't I be very bored during the New Year?"

Yu Mo looked at Wan Yu curiously: "Didn't Zhan Bo invite you to come home for the New Year?"

Wan Yu paused for a moment, then said shyly, "Zhanbo did ask me a few days ago, but I refused."

Yu Mo and Nan Feng nodded in understanding. After all, it was already ambiguous for a girl to go home with a boy for the New Year alone, not to mention that Teacher Zeng, who was pretending to be her boyfriend, was also going to Yi Fei's house for the New Year.

If Wanyu goes with Zhanbo at this critical juncture, things will become even more complicated.

Nanfeng looked at Wanyu: "Since you're bored alone in the apartment, why don't you come with the three of us to my hometown for the New Year?"

Wan Yu's eyes suddenly lit up, but then dimmed again: "It's not really appropriate for me to spend the New Year at your house."

"It's not like it's just the two of us, a man and a woman, going to my house for the New Year. What's wrong with that?"

Nanfeng chuckled and said, "If it were just you alone, I wouldn't dare invite you back for the New Year."

"Don't worry, our family is very hospitable."

Yu Mo smiled and patted Wan Yu's head: "Wan Yu, we are all friends, so don't worry too much."

"Even if you don't want to spend the New Year at Nanfeng's house, you can come to my house with me."

"And it's not just us, I believe everyone would be willing to leave you all alone in the apartment."

Upon hearing this, Wan Yu said with emotion, "Nan Feng, Yu Mo, thank you."

With such a group of friends around, Wanyu felt that her persistently low mood had eased considerably.

"You're welcome. So, have you decided whose house you'd like to spend the New Year with?" Yu Mo asked.

Wanyu thought for a moment and then asked Nanfeng, "Nanfeng, is your hometown far from here?"

"My home is not far from here, and it's also quite close to Yifei's maternal grandfather's house. Otherwise, Yifei wouldn't have come to my house to learn martial arts when she was little."

"Oh right, your family is a martial arts family."

Wan Yu said excitedly, "I've never seen what a martial arts family looks like before, so I'll trouble you to treat me well during the New Year."

"Don't worry, my family is very hospitable," Nanfeng assured, patting his chest.

Nanfeng then asked, "So, after the New Year, do you want to go on a trip with me and Guangu, or should I bring you and Zhang Wei back later?"

Upon hearing the word "travel," Wanyu's eyes lit up, clearly showing her excitement.

But in the end, she shook her head and said, "No, I have to come back to work part-time after the New Year."

Yu Mo asked curiously, "Isn't it unnecessary to rush into a part-time job in the last few days after the New Year?"

Wan Yu sighed: "But in such an expensive place as Shanghai, I won't have any money if I don't work part-time."

In fact, Wanyu really wanted to agree to go on a trip with Nanfeng and the others.

She loves traveling, loves new experiences, and loves having new scenery and new adventures every day.

But these things cost money.

Even though RV travel isn't as expensive as other types of travel, there are still costs for fuel, parking, and food and drinks for the three of them.

Even if Nanfeng might not care about these things, Wanyu and Guangu couldn't just stand by and watch Nanfeng pay for everything alone.

They are not Ziqiao.

Especially Wan Yu, she chose to leave home not to break free from the wings of "family" and plunge headlong into the wings of "friendship" and "love".

Wanyu longs for a pair of wings of her own; it is her dream and the root of her pain.

Thinking about this, Wanyu felt increasingly depressed.

"Nanfeng, Yumo, it's too stuffy in here, I'm going out for some fresh air."

As Wan Yu spoke, she left the car and ran alone to the overpass to enjoy the breeze.

Holding the braised pork knuckle, Yu Mo pointed in Wan Yu's direction and asked, "Is Wan Yu in a bad mood?"

Nanfeng shrugged: "Obviously."

"Then we should hurry up and try to persuade her. It's not good to let her be depressed all by herself."

Nanfeng shook his head: "Let Wanyu have some time to herself first. We'll go out when she feels a little better."

"Otherwise, the more we care about her, the more indifferent she will act."

"All right."

So the two of them stood near the car door, watching Wanyu from a distance.

Wan Yu lowered her head and occasionally wiped her eyes.

After a few minutes, seeing that Wan Yu's lowered head was gradually starting to lift, Nan Feng called Yu Mo to walk towards Wan Yu.

"Brother Nanfeng, your friend seems to be in a bad mood. Someone just saw that her eyes were red."

The middle-aged, burly man who had helped Meijia hold the braised pork knuckle earlier leaned closer to Nanfeng and whispered something.

This group of fellow travelers chatted and laughed all the way here, and even shared a steaming bowl of instant noodles on this congested overpass. They seemed to have completely fallen in love with the atmosphere.

Even though they had finished all the instant noodles in their hands, leaving not even a drop of soup, they did not choose to return to their car.

After everyone tidied up the trash, they started chatting around Jedi Zero, and the car owners around them also enthusiastically joined in the lively atmosphere.

After all, nobody knows how long the traffic jam will last. Even people with power banks don't dare to play on their phones without restraint. Everyone is bored to death after being stuck on the elevated road for an hour or two.

The power banks of this era are so big, heavy, and incredibly unreliable; they're not convenient at all.

"It's alright, the little girl is just sentimental, we'll talk to her and she'll be fine," Nanfeng said to the middle-aged man.

The two walked over to Wanyu and gently patted her shoulder.

"South Wind, Feather Ink".

Wan Yu smiled at the two of them, but her eyes were indeed a little red and swollen.

Yu Mo hugged the braised pork knuckle tightly against Wan Yu's side, their shoulders touching and their hands clasped together.

This is what Nanfeng just taught her in the car: as long as the other person doesn't dislike you, you can stay close to them like this and give them support.

This kind of support in a real sense will also be reflected in the other person's heart. The other person's subconscious will feel that they have support and reliance, so they will try to express their emotions.

However, it was clearly inappropriate for Nanfeng to do this to Wanyu, so Yumo had to do it for him.

Yu Mo gently touched Wan Yu's head with her own: "Wan Yu, is something bothering you?"

"No, how could that be?" Wanyu subconsciously shook her head in denial.

"His eyes were all red, and he still said nothing was wrong."

Nanfeng took a pack of tissues out of his pocket and handed it to Wanyu. He spoke softly, his gentle voice like a soothing breeze.

"Wanyu, if you want to talk, we're definitely willing to listen. If you don't want to talk, we'll still stand here with you."

After Nanfeng finished speaking, he and Yumo stood on either side of Wanyu.

The three of them watched together as the fiery red sunset slowly sank, gazing at the dim sky gradually filled with stars.

After a long while, Wanyu finally spoke.

"I received an email from the New York Conservatory of Music a few days ago, informing me that I have been expelled."

Nanfeng paused for a moment, then nodded.

Wan Yu has been skipping school for so long, so it's only natural that she's being expelled.

However, given Wanyu's family background, her father would definitely know about this matter earlier than Wanyu herself, and would have enough power to interfere with Wanyu's expulsion from school.

The fact that Wanyu was still expelled from school under these circumstances can only mean that her father knew about it and even agreed to it.

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