Love Apartment: Yifei is my junior aunt

Chapter 26 Old Lovers Finally Meet

"Why aren't you saying anything, Zeng Xiaoxian? Haven't you thought of a reason yet... or are you afraid of saying something you'll hate yourself?"

Xiao Xian in a suit looked down at Zeng Xiao Xian, whose face was ashen. Even though the two had the same face and were the same height, Xiao Xian in a suit looked much more superior to Zeng Xiao Xian.

"I was just wondering why I listened to Lu Ziqiao's nonsense," Zeng Xiaoxian said, somewhat indignantly. "Do you think I can rely on my own abilities...?"

Zeng Xiaoxian was interrupted by Xiaoxian in a suit halfway through his sentence. He seemed to have heard the biggest joke in the world, so he slapped his thigh and started laughing out loud.

After he finally finished laughing, he wiped away the tears that had welled up in his eyes.

"Ability, do you think you have the ability?"

"This ability refers to you, a double master's degree holder in history and philosophy from National Chiao Tung University, who is ambitious to become an outstanding TV host but keeps hitting walls and can only become a radio host."

"You want to help people get out of their emotional problems, but you find that no matter what you do, it backfires. Instead, you end up with a reputation as the worst host and a radio show that only idiots listen to in the early hours of the morning."

"Zeng Xiaoxian, tell me, what exactly is your ability?"

Does anyone in the entire apartment building believe in your abilities?

That's not how it is, that's not how it is.

Zeng Xiaoxian wanted to interrupt him several times, just like Xiaoxian in a suit interrupted him, and refute him, but every time Xiaoxian was about to speak, he found his mind blank and he had no way to refute.

His empty head only further confirms what Xiaoxian in the suit said about his lack of talent.

Anger, humiliation, powerlessness, frustration—various emotions intertwined and evolved within his heart. Ultimately, these emotions were suppressed and fermented by the heavy reality, like a mountain of five fingers, into a jar of bitter wine that only Zeng Xiaoxian himself could understand.

Zeng Xiaoxian was speechless when questioned, or rather, what Xiaoxian in the suit said was his true inner thought, a fact that even he himself was unwilling to accept.

Words are merely a sword that cuts through disguise; the truth is the knife that delivers a fatal blow.

"Since you lack the ability and are unwilling to think of other methods like Ziqiao suggested, do you intend to spend your entire life rotting and stinking at this radio station?"

"Of course, even if you're willing to spend your whole life holed up in this radio station watching your brainless show, the harsh reality probably won't let you have your way."

Zeng Xiaoxian, dressed in a suit, sat back down in his seat and gently tapped the table with his not-so-slender fingers. Each tap felt like a blow to Zeng Xiaoxian's chest, the force penetrating straight into his heart.

"In this day and age, the Internet is developing at an incredibly fast pace."

Online music, comics, novels, short and long videos, forums and online communities—countless interesting things are becoming more popular and accessible to the general public, and these things are taking away from people's limited free time.

"If this continues, not only will no one watch radio, but probably no one will watch television either."

"The tide of the times is swallowing up all the old things that have been abandoned by the new era, including you."

"You're a philosophy master's degree holder, you should understand that no one in this world can stop the emergence and expansion of new things and new eras forever. You can't change the impact of the Internet on radio, the only thing you can change is yourself."

"If you can't gain a foothold before the Internet completely defeats everything else, and the radio station shrinks as times change, do you think the first person the leadership will fire is some radio host who has been at the bottom for years and can't even be recruited by Google?"

"So, Zeng Xiaoxian, if the conventional methods don't work, why not try Ziqiao's method?"

"Anyway, things can't get any worse for you than they are now."

Zeng Xiaoxian, dressed in a suit, stopped his long-winded speech, and only his heavy breathing filled the studio.

In those heavy, muffled breaths, something seemed to be dying, and something seemed to be growing.

Just as he was about to say something, a tremendous force interrupted him.

Xiao Xian's thoughts were suddenly pulled back from his inner world to 3601. At this moment, Zi Qiao was shaking his body with a look of disappointment.

"Seriously, bro? You're spacing out at a time like this?"

Seeing Zeng Xiaoxian's current state, Ziqiao was very worried.

After all, one of the symptoms of kidney deficiency is being easily distracted...

It seems that Teacher Zeng's kidney deficiency is much more serious than I expected; one bottle of kidney tonic doesn't seem to be enough.

Ziqiao tried his best to keep his eyes from looking at Teacher Zeng's waist. They were all men, and everyone knew about men's sore spots.

It's perfectly acceptable to jokingly say that someone has kidney deficiency, provided that they don't actually have kidney deficiency.

"It's nothing, I just..." Zeng Xiaoxian's pupils suddenly contracted before he could finish speaking.

Besides Ziqiao, Xiaoxian in a suit was leaning against the doorway in front of him, looking at him with disdain.

"Ziqiao, look over there. Can you see anyone?" Zeng Xiaoxian pointed tremblingly in the direction where Xiaoxian in the suit was.

"People? Where did these people come from?" Ziqiao turned his head and looked around again. Apart from the two of them, there was nothing else alive in the entire living room.

"It's nothing, it's probably just my imagination," Xiaoxian said through gritted teeth.

"I see..." Ziqiao looked at Zeng Xiaoxian with even more pity.

Hallucinations are also a symptom of kidney deficiency.

Just as he was about to encourage Teacher Zeng, a gasp interrupted their conversation.

"Little Bu!"

When the person she could only dream of meeting in the dead of night actually appeared before her, Lisa's first reaction was that she couldn't distinguish between fantasy and reality.

However, no matter how realistic the dream is, even if it perfectly depicts her longing and heartache over the years, it can never reproduce the scalding tears she is shedding at this moment.

Unfortunately, people's joys and sorrows are not the same. While Lisa was immersed in the joy and grievance of their long-awaited reunion, Ziqiao felt a chill creep up his spine and straight to his brain.

When he heard the name Xiao Bu, he knew he was in big trouble.

Even though he still had no recollection of the woman in front of him, just from her calling him "Xiao Bu" and her resentful and infatuated eyes, Zi Qiao already understood what kind of relationship he had with this female boss.

But that doesn't make sense, isn't this Teacher Zeng's girl?

Ziqiao is starting to feel confused again.

Can anyone tell me what's going on here?!

"How did you get here?" Lisa asked incredulously.

"That's a good question!"

Lisa pressed forward, step by step: "I've been looking for you for so long, but now you seem to have changed no matter what, and you even smell more masculine."

"What's going on with Teacher Zeng?" Lu Ziqiao asked in a low voice. "Isn't she already with you? Why is she still pursuing me so relentlessly?"

Zeng Xiaoxian's eyes nearly popped out of their sockets: "When did she...?"

"You two know each other?" Lisa raised her head high, her eyes filled with murderous intent. Even if a strong woman like her is love-struck, it's only limited to blindly trusting a particular person. Once some unrelated people get involved, her intelligence will once again take over.

"It seems like we know each other. Lisa, wait a minute, let's review the events."

Zeng Xiaoxian pulled Ziqiao aside.

Ziqiao asked nervously, "Wait, what's going on? Why do I feel like this female boss and I had some kind of relationship before?"

"Why are you pretending to have amnesia now? Didn't you just say you knew everything?"

That's not what I was talking about.

Zeng Xiaoxian was also confused: "You just mentioned your first meeting, the passionate night of revelry at the hotel, and how you promised to call her, but she waited for you for three days and three nights and you didn't call her, leaving a not-so-pleasant ending."

"If that's not what you just said, then what are you talking about?"

Now Qiao understood what had happened between him and that female leader in the past, but he was still confused: "Wait, how did you know that?"

"Do you guys have this fetish—exchanging information about your last one-night stands while you're having sex?"

Zeng Xiaoxian really wanted to slap Lu Ziqiao to bring him to his senses: "Who told you we slept together?"

"So what were you guys saying over there about complaints, lightning, milk, and 'another day'? Weren't you just saying you slept together, and you're the Flash, but your female boss complained and you had no choice but to decide to try again another day?"

Xiao Xian was stunned. Zi Qiao's absurd train of thought left him speechless for several seconds before he recovered: "How about this, let's put everything aside for now, and you tell me how you came up with such a long string of random thoughts from these four words?"

This is outrageous!

Ziqiao asked with suspicion, "You two, really didn't...?"

No, absolutely not!

"Our relationship has always been purely platonic, just that of a superior and subordinate. It's only because of you, this scumbag who started something and then abandoned it, that I, as your friend and her subordinate, feel so awkward," Zeng Xiaoxian roared in a low voice.

"Got it, then give me back the kidney tonic first, it's pretty expensive." Ziqiao said as he snatched the medicine from Xiaoxian's hand.

Zeng Xiaoxian glanced at the kidney tonic in his hand and finally understood what was going on: "So you thought I was impotent and brought me medicine? No wonder they say practice makes perfect."

"That's not important. The cost of this thing to me is 380 yuan, and I can sell it to a fat sheep for at least 1680 yuan. Since you don't need it, I'll just take it back."

Zeng Xiaoxian immediately stuffed the kidney tonic into his pocket: "You want to take back something you gave away? I'm warning you, this whole mess is your fault. If you don't help me smooth things over with Lisa, I'll take you back today!"

"No... how am I supposed to handle this?"

"Either you win her over, or I'll win you over. You choose!"

"The first one, definitely the first one!"

came back

(End of this chapter)