Love Apartment: Yifei is my junior aunt

Chapter 256 January 20th

Zhanbo 3601 was frantically scratching his head and pacing back and forth in the living room.

"Sis, can you understand this feeling? There's someone who's a lot like you, but always a little bit ahead of you in every way."

While sitting on the sofa playing with oranges, Zeng Xiaoxian shamelessly replied, "I have this feeling, for example: Takeshi Kaneshiro and Daniel Wu."

Sitting next to Xiaoxian, Nanfeng raised an eyebrow. He ignored Zeng Xiaoxian's boasting and looked at Zhanbo with suspicion.

"Zhanbo, with your height, looks, physique, and intelligence, what kind of person could possibly be a little bit ahead of you in every way?"

"Could they be Kryptonians?"

Zhanbo snorted a few times in displeasure, but still honestly said, "It's my colleague Zhao Wuliang."

Yifei, munching on snacks, said thoughtfully, "Is it that African guy with glasses so thick they could stop bullets, and who's allergic to sunlight?"

Nanfeng paused, then asked, "Africans...are allergic to sunlight?"

How did he survive in Africa?

"no."

Zhanbo sighed, and for the first time, a fierce competitive spirit shone in his eyes when he mentioned Zhao Wuliang: "Zhao Wuliang is a fat bastard who looks a lot like Lu Yi, and he's always trying to outdo me!"

Yifei, who loves competition the most, said dismissively, "Having competitors is a good thing."

Zhanbo clasped his hands together and shouted, "But I'm almost suffocating from his pressure. Yesterday he was bragging to me that he was about to be awarded the Annual Outstanding Contribution Award, and CEOs from all over the world will present him with the award."

Nanfeng curled her lip upon hearing this, looking at Zhanbo as if he were an alien: "CEOs worldwide would award him... Zhanbo, you actually believe that?"

"Of course I don't believe it."

Zhanbo gritted his teeth and said, "But what he said is clearly a provocation. He has this award that I don't, so he can say whatever he wants!"

"Wow, Zhanbo, you've even mastered the art of workplace politics. You have a bright future ahead of you."

While piling the oranges into a tower shape, Zeng Xiaoxian praised Zhanbo without looking up: "Keep up the good work, you'll be the next Bill Gates."

"Whether Gates is involved or not is not important."

Zhanbo said with a look of grief and indignation, "The key point is that tomorrow is Zhao Wuliang's birthday!"

Nanfeng chuckled and said, "This Zhao Wuliang, it's his birthday tomorrow too."

Yifei asked instinctively, "Whose birthday is tomorrow?"

Nanfeng looked at Yifei in astonishment, seemingly unable to believe that she would ask such a question.

"Nobody, it's not important," Nanfeng said with a bright smile, her eyes slightly narrowed.

Unfortunately, Yifei's gaze was fixed on the mournful Zhanbo, and she didn't see Nanfeng's expression. Otherwise, she would have realized what was happening.

"That's right, it doesn't matter."

Zhanbo clearly hadn't been in the mood to look at the calendar these past few days. He said angrily, "Zhao Wuliang announced to the whole office today that his girlfriend will bring him a huge birthday cake tomorrow at noon!"

"So?" Zeng Xiaoxian didn't react for a moment.

Nanfeng nodded understandingly: "So, is your main point of contention this time because you're allergic to cream and have never eaten a cream cake, or because other people have girlfriends but you don't?"

"Nanfeng, you understand me best."

Zhanbo shouted in utter despair, "If Zhao Wuliang actually has a girlfriend, then that means..."

Zhanbo stomped his feet in exasperation.

"Oh my god, that means I'm the only idiot in the company who's never been in a relationship!"

Nanfeng and Zeng Xiaoxian burst into laughter.

Nanfeng teased, "Zhanbo, I don't know if your company attracts wealth, but it certainly attracts romance."

"But not a single peach blossom fell on my head!"

Zhanbo sat on the sofa, head drooping in frustration: "I'm doomed. Zhao Wuliang is going to make a fool of me tomorrow."

He looked up: "What do you guys think about me taking the day off tomorrow and not going to the office?"

"Zhanbo, it's just that he has a girlfriend, is it really that big of a deal for you?"

Zeng Xiaoxian put down his oranges and moved closer, asking with a curious look, "You and Wanyu... haven't made any progress at all?"

Upon hearing this, Zhanbo became even more depressed. He looked up at Zeng Xiaoxian with a mournful expression.

What do you think?

"Wait a minute, you two are so in sync, so compatible, and you even went to a concert together. I thought you two would get together soon."

Zeng Xiaoxian stroked his chin and guessed, "Zhanbo, are you too dense? Haven't you confessed to her yet?"

He put his arm around Zhanbo's shoulder and encouraged him, "A real man shouldn't be hesitant. Be decisive and act when the time is right."

"If you don't know how to confess your feelings, I can teach you, Brother Xian."

Yifei gave Zeng Xiaoxian a cold look: "Are you very experienced?"

With your indecisive, hesitant, and whiny personality, how dare you tell Zhanbo to be decisive?

【Pah!】

Zeng Xiaoxian clearly didn't understand the meaning behind Yifei's words. He confidently said, "Just kidding. My brother Xian is a host of emotional programs, I'm a professional."

Yifei scoffed, "Zeng Xiaoxian, I now understand why you've always been at the bottom. You're simply not suited to be a host for relationship-themed programs."

"They don't seem like they'll be together anytime soon; it's still way off the mark!"

Zeng Xiaoxian retorted, unconvinced, "But they clearly have great chemistry, they're very compatible, and they like each other a lot."

"According to your logic, if I find two middle school students who are very compatible, get along well, and have a good impression of each other to be together, would you agree?"

Yifei's words immediately stunned Zeng Xiaoxian.

Of course he could refute Yifei, saying that Zhanbo and Wanyu weren't junior high school students, but in Xiaoxian's opinion, Zhanbo and Wanyu were even less capable than junior high school students in some ways.

Nanfeng said leisurely, "Feelings aren't something you can just rely on to have a tacit understanding, be compatible, or have feelings for each other to be together."

"Wanyu has her own conflicts, and Zhanbo also has his own ideas."

"These things can't be rushed, Teacher Zeng, please don't play matchmaker."

Zeng Xiaoxian could only nod regretfully: "What a pity. I thought if we had worked harder, we could have a couple on our sixth floor participating in this year's Valentine's Day Couple Challenge."

Nanfeng patted Zeng Xiaoxian on the shoulder: "Anyway, there will be a couples challenge every year, so there's no rush."

"Instead of looking forward to that, Teacher Zeng, you might as well look forward to the annual matchmaking event on Qixi Festival."

Nanfeng paused, glanced at Yifei casually, and then said nonchalantly, "Maybe you'll find a girlfriend at the dating event who's good-tempered, has a great figure, and is good in every way?"

Zeng Xiaoxian's eyes lit up when he heard this, while Yifei stuffed her mouth with potato chips and chewed them in big bites.

"Nanfeng, that annual dating event..."

Zeng Xiaoxian was interrupted by Zhanbo halfway through his sentence. Zhanbo said with a frustrated look, "Please, can you guys stop going off-topic? Can anyone answer my question from earlier?"

"If I don't go to the company tomorrow, will everything be fine?"

The three of them thought about it for a moment and then shook their heads. This kind of thing can be avoided no matter how hard you try.

His girlfriend can come to celebrate his birthday tomorrow, visit him on set the day after tomorrow, and might even come to the company to hand out wedding candy the day after that.

Unless Zhanbo quits, he'll have to dodge countless times once he tries.

"What should we do then?"

Zhanbo stood up and began pacing back and forth anxiously. He was so flustered that he even considered going to the hospital to get a certificate for kidney stones so he wouldn't have to go to work for a month.

Seeing that Zhanbo was as anxious as an ant on a hot pan, Yifei simply decided to pretend to be Zhanbo's girlfriend to support him.

Faced with his older sister's flirtatious gestures, Zhanbo suddenly felt that being mocked by Zhao Wuliang at the company tomorrow wasn't such an unbearable thing.

Just then, Wanyu returned to 3601.

"I'm back," she said with a big smile.

Yifei, with her arm around Zhanbo's, asked Wanyu, "Wanyu, objectively speaking, do you think we look like a couple?"

Wan Yu was stunned for a long time before stammering, "Feifei, incest is a crime that can land you in jail in the United States."

"Oh no, that's not it..."

Yifei briefly explained the situation to Wanyu. Originally, she was just giving Zhanbo a relatively feasible suggestion.

Who knew that Zhanbo would first refuse repeatedly with a look of horror, and then Zeng Xiaoxian would make sarcastic remarks, complaining that he was too old.

Now her competitive spirit was fully ignited. Even if Wanyu was willing to pretend to be Zhanbo's girlfriend after understanding the whole story, Yifei was determined to prove her charm.

In the end, it was Nanfeng who persuaded Yifei to stay.

Since Wanyu is willing to help Zhanbo with this favor, why are you, as the older sister, causing trouble here?

So, at the same time that Meijia and the others decided to go to the escape room, Nanfeng also decided to have Wanyu visit Zhanbo's company as his girlfriend, bringing a loving bento box made by Teacher Zeng.

I wonder if Zhanbo can handle a bento box made with love by a man.

……

The next day at noon, Wanyu brought the love-themed bento box made by Teacher Zeng to Zhanbo's company.

Meijia, Youyou, Curry Sauce, and Guangu are also planning to go out for lunch and then play an escape room game.

Yifei and Yumo remained at their posts, but judging from Yifei's scheming eyes last night, it was hard to say whether she would use her lunch break to cause trouble at Zhanbo Company.

Ziqiao is even more elusive, not returning since last night.

In the apartment, Zeng Xiaoxian finished making the lovingly prepared bento boxes and then went back to take a nap.

When he woke up, he was shocked to find that the once bustling sixth floor was now completely deserted.

"That's strange, everyone's busy today, I can't even see Nanfeng." Zeng Xiaoxian muttered to himself.

He checked the date on his phone and became even more puzzled: "January 20th isn't a big deal, except that it's the Great Cold solar term."

Zeng Xiaoxian, an elderly man living alone, sighed and prepared to heat up the remaining bento boxes to make do with a lunch.

Just as he went to the refrigerator to get a drink, Xiaoxian suddenly remembered something and quickly checked the date on his phone again.

"January 20th, isn't that...?"

……

Nanfeng drove the Digger Zero and easily arrived at an upscale residential area.

At this very moment, the renowned lawyer Zhuge, a prominent figure in Shanghai's legal circles, has also donned an apron and is cooking his signature dishes at home.

"Mom, you've obviously put in too much salt."

The petite Zhuge Dali held a thick cookbook and gave a reminder.

"Lili."

Zhuge Dali's mother, Nanfeng's godmother, Ms. Zhuge Dasheng, first plated the dishes from the pot before taking out the recipe from Dali's hand and speaking.

"There are many things in this world that need to be done strictly according to rules and standards, but there are also many things that do not need those rules and standards on paper."

"For example, I'll cook lunch for my beloved children today, you understand?"

Dali nodded calmly: "Actually, it's just that Mom hasn't been in the kitchen for too long, and you've lost the feel for adding salt."

"Don't expose me."

Zhuge Dasheng chuckled and patted Dali's head: "I heard you've been training at school lately, and looking at you now, you've definitely grown quite a bit taller."

Dali nodded vigorously: "At this rate, he should be able to grow to 1.6 meters tall before his growth and development are completely over."

"it is good."

While Zhuge and her daughter were talking, Nanfeng unlocked the door with her key and shouted, "I'm back!"

"Our little birthday star is back! Just wait a little longer, and we'll have lunch soon."

"it is good."

Here it comes!

I suddenly realized that if I were to write it exactly as it is in the original story, I could fill several days with this part of Zhanbo's story, but oh well.

My brain cells, sob sob sob...

(End of this chapter)