Love Apartment: Yifei is my junior aunt

Chapter 257 News of Harley Quinn

"Happy birthday, brother." Zhuge Dali stepped forward to welcome Nanfeng in.

Nanfeng looked at Zhuge Dali, who had grown noticeably taller than before, and a hint of surprise appeared in his eyes.

My little radish has finally grown taller again?

It's good to be taller!

Even if it's a bit late for someone to start growing taller at this age, if they continue to grow at this rate, at least they won't let others ever look up at Dali.

Nanfeng thought for a moment, but decided not to press the sensitive topic of height. He simply smiled and asked, "Lili, don't you have class today?"

"It's the end of the semester recently, so there aren't many classes," Dali said casually.

For typical college students, the busiest time of the semester usually begins after the end of the course.

Previewing key points, memorizing question banks, cramming at the last minute, like Nuwa patching up the sky... it feels like college students have to get a senior year experience card every semester.

However, for Zhuge Dali, a top student, these things in university textbooks obviously don't require her to do much more.

If Nanfeng and Zhuge Dasheng hadn't insisted, based on the psychologist's advice, that Dali absolutely not skip a grade, she would have even planned to complete all her undergraduate credits in two years.

"The top students have it easy."

Nanfeng changed into Zhuge's slippers, came in, and without doing anything, leaned back on the sofa and let out a long, lazy sigh.

"It's still most comfortable to stay at home."

This is certainly not Nanfeng's real home, but to be honest, it's pretty much the same.

Because Nanfeng's house was located upstairs from Zhuge's house.

Since Chu's father passed away, Aunt Gu has been busy with her career. When Nanfeng was a child, he often visited the Zhuge family downstairs, and there was even a bedroom for him there.

So it's not an exaggeration for Nanfeng to say that she went home.

"You brat, all you do is talk, but I've hardly ever seen you come home all year round," Zhuge Dasheng said with a laugh from the kitchen.

Nanfeng just smiled and said, "We're all busy, aren't we?"

Despite being dressed in an apron and without makeup, looking every bit the housewife, Zhuge Dasheng is, after all, a renowned lawyer in Shanghai's legal circles and a true powerhouse.

Or, to put it another way, someone like Zhuge Dasheng, who has maintained a close friendship with Aunt Gu for over thirty years, couldn't possibly be lacking in ambition.

For Zhuge Dasheng, being busy is the norm; he spends much more time at the law firm than at home every day.

Of course, Nanfeng and Dali, the two younger ones, are also people who can't sit still, and each of them has their own things to do.

Therefore, it is extremely difficult for the three of them to get together for a meal. If we add Aunt Gu, who is busy from the beginning to the end of the year, the difficulty will increase several times over.

For example, even now, Nanfeng hasn't seen Aunt Gu send a single text message, let alone come back for a meal.

However, Nanfeng and Dali were already used to their elders' busy schedules, and it could even be said that they were deeply affected by them.

If it weren't for that car accident, Nanfeng might be too busy to celebrate her birthday right now.

While Zhuge Dasheng was still busy in the kitchen, Nanfeng and Dali started chatting casually, though Dali did most of the talking while Nanfeng listened attentively.

Although most of what Dali said was incomprehensible to Nanfeng, listening attentively is a form of respect for a child of Dali's age.

"Lili, Nanfeng, hurry up and wash your hands so we can eat."

"it is good."

The two quickly washed their hands and went to the dining table one after the other.

Zhuge Liang's cooking skills weren't particularly good; he only made simple home-style dishes.

Even Nanfeng and Dali only took a small bite of the shredded pork with green peppers on the table and knew that she had put in far too much salt.

"Mom, I've told you that you haven't cooked in a long time, and you put in too much salt."

After finishing his sentence, Dali slowly took a sip of soup.

Zhuge Dasheng, not believing in superstition, also took a bite. After a long silence, she smiled and said, "I think it's alright."

"And you're still drinking soup all the time," Dali complained.

Zhuge Dasheng: ...

This child is getting less and less adorable as he grows up.

Other people's daughters are all sweet and caring, so why is mine just a soft, oversized armor?

Nanfeng thought the shredded pork with green peppers was pretty good, although it was a bit too salty, but it was much better than Fei's innovative dishes.

"Godmother is the best; she knows I've been craving salty food lately," Nanfeng said with a smile.

"That's right, as long as my son likes it."

Zhuge Dasheng, who was initially a little embarrassed, took the opportunity to step down from the step provided by Nanfeng, and even made up a reason to try to show her mother's authority.

"Lili, how many times have I told you not to swing your legs while eating?"

Zhuge Dali: ...

Do I want to wander around aimlessly?

[It's clearly because our chairs are too high!]

So the three of them ate and chatted, exchanging updates on each other's lives.

Their family has never had the custom of not speaking while eating or sleeping, mainly because they are all too busy, and if they don't say certain things at the dinner table, they may not have time to say them at all.

After the three finished lunch, Dali took out the birthday gift he had prepared for a long time.

Happy birthday, bro.

A rare, childlike smile appeared on her face.

Nanfeng took the earphone case with the pink bow tied to it from Dali's hand and said with a smile, "Thank you."

Ears like his have very high standards for headphone quality, and headphones that meet his requirements are obviously quite expensive.

It seems that Dali really did spend a lot of money this time.

However, there was obviously no need for the two of them to worry about these things. In fact, the birthday gift that Nanfeng gave to Dali was not cheap.

At this moment, Zhuge Dasheng also took out two gift boxes from his bedroom and handed them to Nanfeng: "Nanfeng, happy birthday."

"Thank you, godmother."

Nanfeng feigned surprise and said, "Godmother, isn't it a bit too generous of you to give two birthday gifts by yourself?"

"No, this gift box was given to you by your mother."

Seeing that the smile on Nanfeng's face had visibly faded, Zhuge Dasheng quickly said, "Your mother was supposed to come back, but there was a small accident at the company."

"As you know, your mother is not the same as before. She not only has to take care of her own schedule, but also so many artists under her management. She really doesn't have time."

Nanfeng just smiled and said, "Prioritizing career is a good thing."

That being said, how could Zhuge Liang not see that Nanfeng's words were merely perfunctory diplomatic rhetoric?

She pondered for a moment and said, "Nanfeng, your mother and I both come from the mountains. We are indeed a bit too career-oriented at times, and your mother's personality... is indeed a bit stubborn."

"But as a mother, she must love you."

"Your father is gone, and now you're all she cares about."

"Godmother, I know."

Nanfeng nodded with a smile, but not a trace of a smile reached his eyes.

Zhuge Dasheng sighed inwardly.

One was her best friend since childhood, and the other was her godson whom she had watched grow up. She was extremely troubled by the stubbornness of the mother and son.

Putting everything else aside, Nanfeng's awkwardness is exactly the same as his mother's.

Thinking of this, Zhuge Dasheng couldn't help but feel resentment towards his good sister.

Even if she really had something to do and couldn't come back today, Nanfeng has been back in Shanghai for almost a year now, and she, as his mother, really can't find a single moment to see her son?

They're clearly too afraid to see him!

However, Zhuge Dasheng knew that the matter between the mother and son was not something she could resolve with just a few words, so she smiled and said, "Let's not talk about this anymore. Let's rest for a while and then have some cake."

Nanfeng smiled and said, "Okay."

……

By the time the three of them finished eating the cake, it was almost afternoon.

Even on Nanfeng's birthday, Zhuge Dasheng only gave herself half a day. After eating the cake, she turned around and went back to her bedroom. When she came out again, she had already completed the transformation from "godmother" to "Lawyer Zhuge".

Everything was just like before. She gave the two a few simple instructions and then headed to the law firm without looking back.

"Looks like godmother will be working overtime again tonight."

Nanfeng smiled helplessly, then looked at Dali: "What about you? Are you staying home or going back to your dorm tonight?"

Dali thought for a moment and said, "I have to go back to school to tutor my roommates later, otherwise they will definitely fail their courses."

"Then let's get this over with as soon as possible. I'll take you back to your dorm first."

Nanfeng looked up and around. It was too dull to have only the two of them in this huge, single-level apartment.

Why didn't he notice anything when he was here before?

Oh, I was practicing the piano like crazy back then, so of course I didn't feel bored.

Dali asked curiously, "Are you in a hurry to go back because your friends are also preparing to celebrate your birthday?"

Nanfeng's face darkened.

Dali nodded in sudden realization: "It seems they forgot your birthday. Should I go back to school and subtly remind Teacher Hu?"

"Absolutely not!"

Nanfeng said irritably, "Don't make it sound like I'm begging them to celebrate my birthday."

"So boys can be this dramatic too," Dali said casually.

Nanfeng's face darkened even more.

……

After the two tidied up the kitchen, Nanfeng drove Digger Zero to take Dali to school.

After Nanfeng escorted Dali back to his dormitory, he prepared to drive back to his apartment.

[Hu Yifei, Lu Zhanbo, how dare you two forget my birthday!]

【Very good, I've got it!】

Thinking of this, Nanfeng couldn't help but feel angry.

I've never forgotten their birthdays, not even when I was studying abroad, but even during the years I ran away from home, I never forgot to buy birthday gifts for the two siblings in advance and send them to them.

As a result, the two of them completely forgot about it right under their noses!

It’s tolerable, it’s unbearable!

Let's see how I deal with them tomorrow!

Just as Nanfeng was pondering how to act nonchalant when she got back, and then wait for the reckoning tomorrow, several messages popped up on her phone.

Harley Quinn: Aren't you at the apartment?

Harley Quinn: Where are you now?

Harley Quinn: I'm coming to find you.

I'm coming

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(End of this chapter)