Love Apartment: Yifei is my junior aunt

Chapter 375 Top-Tier NPC Nanfeng is Online to Serve You

"Teacher Nanfeng, are you there?" Curry Sauce's cautious voice came from outside the door.

Nanfeng felt she no longer needed to wonder why Curry Sauce had sneaked over so late at night.

"I am here."

"Nanfeng shouted."

A silly laugh came from outside the door: "Teacher Nanfeng, can you let me in? I have something I want to talk to you about."

"it is good."

"Wait a minute!"

Wanyu stopped Nanfeng, who was getting up to open the door, and said, "Nanfeng, wait for me to find a place to hide first."

Nanfeng asked in surprise, "You're hiding too?"

"also?"

"fine."

Nanfeng just smiled wryly and said, "I just think you don't need to hide."

"That won't do. I'm not good at acting when I'm nervous, and Curry Sauce isn't stupid. If she sees me sneaking around here, she'll definitely guess that I'm here to bribe you."

"No, I need to find a place to hide."

"Nanfeng, whatever you do, don't tell anyone I'm with you."

"Impossible, curry sauce isn't that smart..."

Nanfeng thought Wanyu had definitely overestimated Curry Sauce's intelligence, but before he could finish speaking, Wanyu had already rushed to the bathroom in a panic.

south wind:"……"

No, is the bathroom some kind of auspicious place?

Why are you all going into the bathroom?

In the bathroom, Zhang Wei, who was eavesdropping on Nanfeng and Wanyu's conversation by slightly opening the door a crack, heard a series of hurried footsteps.

He quickly tried to close and lock the bathroom door, but Zhang Wei's reaction was a beat too slow.

Wan Yu rushed in, leaning against the bathroom wall, her eyes closed and breathing heavily.

"That was close!"

When Wanyu opened her eyes, the first thing she saw was Zhang Wei's dark face.

"what!"

Wan Yu screamed, and Zhang Wei quickly stepped forward to cover her mouth.

Curry Sauce, who had just entered, looked up curiously and asked, "What was that sound just now?"

"It's nothing, it's just that the sound on my computer wasn't turned off."

"oh."

Curry Sauce nodded, then bent over and tiptoed toward the balcony.

When Curry Sauce saw that the curtains had been lowered in front of the balcony door, she was taken aback.

south wind:"……"

Well, the first thing everyone did when they came in today was to sneakily pull the curtain closed.

Thinking back to when Aunt Gu used to come home, he would rush to draw the curtains immediately. This scene instantly gave him a feeling of coming home.

He said helplessly, "Do you really have to be so secretive?"

"Us?" Curry Sauce asked curiously.

"No," Nanfeng shook her head. "It was just a slip of the tongue."

"Oh, and this curtain..."

Nanfeng wanted to cry but had no tears, so he could only pretend to cough a few more times and repeat his previous conversation with Wanyu.

"Well, I think I have a slight cold today, so it's best not to be exposed to drafts."

"Then, Teacher Nanfeng, you must take good care of yourself."

Curry Sauce nodded, readily believing Nanfeng's words.

She sat casually on the sofa, but her gaze was soon drawn to the pile of Zhang Wei's personal collection on the coffee table.

"Is this delicious?"

Curry Sauce muttered to himself as he flipped through the items: "Stale potato chips, sprouted potatoes, half-eaten chewing gum, and this pile of McDonald's ketchup and pepper..."

"Teacher Nanfeng... are all these yours?"

south wind:"……"

He gritted his teeth and said, "Yes, this is the trash I just sorted out to throw away!"

Curry Sauce, being straightforward, asked curiously, "Teacher Nanfeng, weren't you always so clean? How come you've become as sloppy as Sister Yumo now?"

south wind:"……"

What should I say now?

Should we ask her in return, "You all know Yu Mo is sloppy, right?"

He sighed. "I'll go get you some lemonade and a sandwich."

"Thank you, Teacher Nanfeng."

Curry Sauce pointed to the trash on the coffee table and asked, "Teacher Nanfeng, where are the trash bags for the suite?"

"Let me pack it up for you first, and I'll take it with me and throw it away when I leave."

"No, absolutely not!"

The south wind wanted to cry but had no tears.

I'm not very good at housework, but I don't think I need someone else to help me with something as simple as taking out the trash.

He realized for the first time that having too good a relationship with the people around him could also be a problem.

……

At this moment, Wanyu and Zhang Wei had reached a consensus through their eyes, and Zhang Wei released his hand from Wanyu's mouth.

Wan Yu asked softly, "Zhang Wei? What are you doing here?"

Zhang Wei scratched his head: "This matter is quite complicated."

"Actually, I don't really care how you ended up here. I'm more interested in knowing how much you just overheard."

Wan Yu ripped the towel from the wall and pulled it like a three-foot-long white silk ribbon, threateningly saying with a smile, "Zhang Wei, give me a reason not to kill you."

Faced with this scene that felt so familiar, Zhang Wei shrank back.

"Damn it, are you Lin Wanyu or Hu Yifei?!"

"What a coincidence, this trick was taught to you by Feifei. She said this set of threats is very effective against you, against Teacher Zeng, and against spineless people like Ziqiao."

Zhang Wei was initially startled, then realized what she meant. He put his hands on his hips and laughed, "Did she tell you that this kind of threat only works if your combat strength isn't too low, or your rage bar is at its maximum?"

"what?"

Wanyu thought about it and realized that it made perfect sense.

With my small frame, going to threaten Zhang Wei, a tall, black man who is 1.8 meters tall, would be nothing more than trying to act cute and be docile in front of him.

She awkwardly put the towel back in its place and said with a fawning smile, "Zhang Wei..."

"Come on!"

Zhang Wei straightened his back and, mimicking Nanfeng's cold and indifferent demeanor, said, "Wanyu, your perspective is far too narrow. What do you take this selection event for?"

"Is this a power game of pulling strings and using back channels?"

"This is a selection process, a competition. Since it's a competition, it should be even more fair, just, and conducted openly and fairly."

He sighed deeply, "Wanyu, I am very disappointed in you."

Upon hearing this, Wan Yu lowered her head in shame, but given her quirky personality, she was clearly not so easily fooled.

"Wait a minute, this kind of positive stuff doesn't sound like your lines. Did you get the wrong script?"

Wan Yu looked up suspiciously.

"Well……"

Zhang Wei gave an awkward smile.

"Oh...I understand."

Seeing this, Wan Yu smiled knowingly. She pointed at Zhang Wei and said in the tone of a famous detective, "There's only one truth!"

"Zhang Wei, is that pile of trash on the coffee table yours?"

It must be said that compared to a certain famous Japanese detective who has never gotten a correct deduction, Wan Yu's reasoning ability is far superior.

Ever since she was almost ruined by that lousy detective Guan Gu in the movie theater incident, all those all-nighters reading detective comics weren't for nothing.

Upon hearing his personal collection being called trash, Zhang Wei protested vehemently again, saying, "That's not trash, it's my personal collection!"

"Whatever that is," Wan Yu strode confidently toward Zhang Wei. "Zhang Wei, you yourself came here to pull strings and use connections, yet you have the audacity to accuse me."

As she spoke, she grabbed Zhang Wei's ear and scolded, "Zhang Wei, I despise you!"

Just then, Curry Sauce burst into the bathroom with a bang, flinging open the door.

When she saw Wan Yu "intimately" tiptoeing and whispering in Zhang Wei's ear, Curry Sauce's eyes widened in disbelief.

"Oh my God."

Curry Sauce covered her mouth in shock, pointing at Zhang Wei and Wan Yu, and stammered in a low voice, "You, you two..."

Wan Yu and Zhang Wei initially thought that Curry Sauce had discovered them hiding in the bathroom. Just as they were about to explain to Curry Sauce, they heard her say indignantly.

"How could you two be together secretly? Did you get Zhanbo's permission? Did you get my permission?"

Wan Yu was stunned.

She knew Curry Sauce must have misunderstood something, but the amount of information in Curry Sauce's words was just too much.

"Curry sauce, first of all, you must have misunderstood."

"Secondly, I can somewhat understand what you mean by whether or not you got Zhanbo's consent, but whether or not you got your consent...?"

Wan Yu looked at Zhang Wei with a strange expression.

Looking at Wan Yu's disgusted gaze, Zhang Wei realized she was practically saying, "Zhang Wei, you're such a pervert who preys on underage girls!"

He waved his hands repeatedly and said, "Wanyu, don't overthink it. Curry and I are innocent."

"Why would curry sauce say something like that?"

Curry Sauce snorted, "I'm the biggest fan of your Boyu CP, okay?"

"No, what you two did was too sinful. I have to tell everyone."

Curry Sauce was about to rush out of the bathroom. She would rather have her bribery of the judges exposed than let Wan Yu and Zhang Wei's affair be made public.

Wan Yu and Zhang Wei reacted quickly and rushed forward to pull Curry Sauce away.

"Let me go, let me go... Waaaaah..."

Curry Sauce's shout was immediately met with a shoveling of his mouth by Zhang Wei and Wan Yu.

At that moment, Youyou, who had just entered, looked up curiously and asked, "What was that sound?"

Nanfeng sighed helplessly: "It's nothing, it's just that I left the sound on my computer."

This is really bad! Is the bathroom some kind of auspicious place?

Couldn't you guys find another place to hide?

"oh."

Feeling guilty, Youyou obviously didn't think much of it.

then……

Yes, and then she bent over and tiptoed toward the balcony.

south wind:"……"