Love Apartment: Yifei is my junior aunt

Chapter 601 Chen Meijia's Way of Making Money (A Long Chapter of 10,000 Words)

Yifei, Yumo, and Curry Sauce exchanged glances and smiled at each other, but none of them dared to be the first to try something new.

Although the homemade chocolate in the pot is just a quick and easy mixture, as long as you don't do anything reckless, the taste shouldn't be too bad.

However, because the first two versions of homemade chocolate were so terrible, they dared not easily try this much more normal version 3.0 of homemade chocolate.

"Yifei, why don't you try the first bite?"

Yu Mo smiled and brought the whole pot over, pushing it directly in front of Yi Fei: "After all, you're the instructor who taught me how to make homemade chocolate, so you have to taste it first before you can give me any feedback."

"Me?"

Yifei smiled awkwardly, then decisively put her arm around Curry Sauce's shoulder and said, "I think we should let Curry Sauce try the first bite. She's a top-notch foodie, and I'm sure she'll give us a unique perspective after she eats it."

"I?"

The curry sauce stretched its head towards the pot, taking a deep sniff of the chocolate syrup inside.

After Yu Mo finished telling the story, the chocolate syrup in the pot had basically cooled and solidified. Apart from the rather complex chocolate smell, she really couldn't smell anything else.

But considering that this chocolate was made by Sister Yu Mo with guidance from Sister Yi Fei, Curry Sauce didn't have much confidence in this homemade chocolate 3.0 version.

She immediately pushed the pot in front of Yu Mo: "Sister Yu Mo, this is your own creation, don't you want to try it first?"

Yu Mo chuckled dryly and pushed the pot back: "You guys should taste this meaningful first bite for me."

"No, you try it."

No, you try it.

No, you try it.

No, you try it.

No, you try it.

No, you try it.

……

They passed the pot on the table around like it was a game of musical chairs, each trying to be the first guinea pig.

The suggestion was passed around for several rounds, and seeing that this couldn't go on, Yu Mo simply suggested, "How about... we try it together?"

"it is good."

"agree."

Yifei got up and brought three spoons, distributing them to Yumo and the curry sauce.

After hesitating for a long time, the three of them finally mustered up the courage to each scoop out a spoonful of the cooled, solidified chocolate.

"I'll count to three, two, one, then we'll eat it together."

Yu Mo began to count down: "Three, two, one."

The three of them slowly put the spoons into their mouths, but their eyes were fixed on the remaining two, as if afraid that the other two would cheat.

The moment they put the spoonfuls of chocolate in their mouths, the three of them squinted their eyes and made a sound of pleasure.

"Hmm~~~"

With chocolates in their mouths, Yu Mo and the other two smiled and nodded at each other. The next moment, they all got up and started looking for tissues.

After the three of them spat the chocolate into tissues, Yu Mo spat and said, "Why is this chocolate not only sickeningly sweet, but also cloyingly salty!"

Yifei, who rushed to get water from the water dispenser first, also spat and said, "You made this yourself, and you're asking us?"

"But I followed the procedure you taught me exactly."

"That shouldn't be the case."

Yifei took a few sips of water, rinsed her mouth, and then inspected the ingredients again, but found nothing that was salty.

"Could it be... that one of the chocolates in here is spoiled?"

Upon hearing this, Yu Mo was speechless: "Yi Fei, can we stop blaming these people who can't speak?"

"Then tell me, what's the reason?"

"...If I knew the reason, how could I have made the chocolate look like this?"

"Let me see."

Curry Sauce got up and looked at the dishes of ingredients on the stove: "Cocoa beans, almonds, jam... what's in this dish that's been used up?"

She pointed to an empty plate with white particles remaining and asked.

Yu Mo replied, "Milk creamer."

Yifei was shocked: "You threw in the whole dish of creamer?"

"How could it not be sweet!"

Yu Mo looked at her: "Didn't you tell me to do whatever I wanted and add things as I pleased?"

Yifei's face immediately turned embarrassed: "I was in a hurry to go to the bathroom, and I told you to just add a little bit. Didn't you hear me say 'a little bit'?"

Yu Mo shook her head awkwardly.

Curry Sauce nodded in sudden realization: "Now I know why this chocolate is so sweet."

"It might not be just that reason."

Yu Mo said softly, "I remember now, I think I not only poured all the creamer from the dish into the container, but I also poured several spoonfuls from the creamer container next to me."

"The container of creamer next to it?"

Yifei was stunned: "I didn't put the remaining creamer into a jar."

Upon hearing this, Yu Mo blinked and pointed to the spice jar on the stove, asking, "What's this white stuff in the jar?"

Snapped.

Upon seeing this, Yifei and Curry Sauce slapped their foreheads in anguish: "It's filled with salt!"

"Yeah?"

Yu Mo chuckled awkwardly, "The salt and creamer do look quite alike."

"Oh my goodness."

Yifei shook her head helplessly. She wanted to say something more, but she held back when she thought that Yumo had never cooked before.

"It's my fault. I should have kept an eye on you the whole time. I shouldn't have gone to the bathroom halfway through."

Curry Sauce chimed in, "I shouldn't have just sat there eating chocolate; I should have looked up."

Upon hearing this, Yu Mo lowered her head even more ashamed: "How about we forget about making homemade chocolates? I'll learn to cook properly this year and we can do it again next Valentine's Day?"

"It's okay, Sister Yumo, let's try again."

Curry Sauce reassured him, "I believe everything will be fine this time."

Yu Mo didn't really want to give up so easily, so she reluctantly said, "Then... let's try one more time?"

"Um."

Yu Mo poured all the chocolate from the pot into the trash can, washed the pot clean, and then started trying to make chocolate version 4.0.

Zeng Xiaoxian had previously questioned whether they had bought too much chocolate, but now it seems that if Yu Mo and Yi Fei hadn't bought every flavor by the box, the chocolates really wouldn't have been able to withstand their repeated failures.

Just as Yu Mo was stirring the chocolate in the pot with a spatula over low heat, the three of them suddenly heard Zhan Bo and Zi Qiao shouting from 3602.

"Mika!"

"Mika!!"

"Mika!!!"

The three exchanged a glance, and from Ziqiao and Zhanbo's voices, they knew something serious must have happened.

They rushed out in a panic before they even had time to turn off the fire.

When Yu Mo and the others arrived at 3602, they only saw Zhan Bo looking remorseful, Zi Qiao looking distraught, and Zhang Wei looking extremely anxious.

"What's going on?"

Yifei asked directly, "What happened? Where's Meijia?"

"It was all a misunderstanding... Now is not the time to talk about this."

Zhang Wei urged, "Everyone, hurry up and find Meijia. No matter what, bring her back to the apartment first."

"good!"

Everyone rushed out of the apartment and began searching for Meijia in different directions.

However, half an hour passed and none of them found Meijia. Helpless, the six had no choice but to reunite at the apartment plaza.

Yifei asked again, "Can you tell me now? What exactly happened?"

Ziqiao said impatiently, "Nothing happened. Meijia just misunderstood."

"No, it's not that she misunderstood; she only heard half of what we were saying."

"That's not right either..."

As he spoke, he glared at Zhanbo and said, "You should let Zhanbo speak."

Zhanbo was also quite helpless: "It's all my fault, but I didn't expect Meijia to come back."

……

It turns out that this afternoon, a frantic Zhanbo found Ziqiao, wanting to see where the necklace was, and coincidentally, he bumped into Meijia, who was wearing a coat.

By this time, Mika had spent the entire morning completely altering the horribly ugly coat she was wearing into its own unique shape.

With Wan Yu's help and assistance in designing, Mei Jia used her superb needlework skills to tailor the coat by adjusting the waist, cutting the sleeves, and even embroidering her name inside the collar.

When Zhanbo learned that Meijia had happily walked around the apartment several times wearing the coat, turning around to greet everyone she met, he couldn't help but start fantasizing about it too.

I wonder if Wanyu will be as happy as Meijia when she receives the necklace.

With this hope in mind, after Meijia left, he urged Ziqiao to check where the necklace he had placed so much hope in was now.

When Ziqiao opened his phone and saw the contents, Zhanbo's heart sank.

Almost the entire day has passed, and there's still no sign of the package!

Anxious and worried, Zhanbo immediately asked Ziqiao to call and inquire about the situation. He was surprised to learn that the transport vehicle carrying the necklace had been in an accident during transport, and the driver had been sent to the hospital for treatment of a mild concussion.

After finally getting a different transport truck, the second driver suffered an asthma attack halfway through the journey and is now being treated in the hospital.

As for the third driver responsible for delivering the package... he hadn't even gotten into the driver's seat when he was bitten by a stray dog ​​on the roadside.

I estimate that after he gets his rabies vaccine at the hospital, he'll still be able to play cards with the other two drivers.

It's already past the Lunar New Year, and logistics haven't fully recovered yet. Plus, everyone's celebrating Valentine's Day and buying gifts online, so the drivers responsible for delivering packages are already incredibly busy.

Now things are really messed up. Three drivers have been lost, and it's unclear when another driver will be available to handle the delivery.

Clearly, this is the unpredictable variable that Zhanbo was referring to.

Because the whole thing sounded so outrageous, Ziqiao and Zhanbo didn't even suspect that the courier company was lying.

Upon learning that the necklace might not be delivered by tomorrow, Zhanbo, who had been full of anticipation, finally broke down.

He couldn't help but put his hands on Ziqiao's shoulders and shake him violently back and forth.

Zhanbo complained that if Ziqiao hadn't given the coat he was going to give to Wanyu to Meijia, none of these troubles would have happened.

Ziqiao felt that since they had reached a consensus in the early hours of the morning, Zhanbo should have considered the risk that the express delivery might not arrive, and there was no point in him complaining about it now.

So he simply gave up and said, "What's done is done, Zhanbo, there's no use complaining anymore."

"Anyway, I'm broke and definitely don't have the money to pay you back, so you should just accept it."

Before they could continue their discussion about the coat and necklace, they heard Zhang Wei's puzzled voice.

"Meijia, why are you standing at the door instead of going in?"

The two turned around and saw that Meijia had returned at some point. She stood at the door, staring at Zhanbo and Ziqiao with a very complicated expression.

Before the two could react, Meijia patted her chest and assured Zhanbo that she would pay for Ziqiao's coat.

Before Ziqiao, Zhanbo, and Zhang Wei could even explain, Meijia had already run away without looking back.

I guess she was rushing to raise money for Zhanbo.

Judging from Meijia's words and actions, even Zhanbo could guess that she probably only heard him and Ziqiao complaining about the coat and had no idea that there was also a necklace.

"Depend on!"

After hearing the whole story, Yifei couldn't help but mutter under her breath, "Are the things that's happened to you guys these past two days really that dramatic?"

Ziqiao said anxiously, "This isn't about melodramatic stuff; we need to know where Meijia is and what she's doing."

Yifei asked, "What's wrong? Are you worried something might have happened to Meijia?"

Meijia is a tough woman who has been through the underworld and always carries a stun gun for self-defense; she's not someone who would get into trouble so easily.

Ziqiao immediately cried out in distress: "No, I'm worried that if we do nothing, something will happen to me when Meijia comes back!!!"

Yu Mo thought for a moment, then offered a suggestion: "Since it's all a misunderstanding, why don't you try sending a message to Mei Jia to explain things clearly?"

"I want to too, but Meijia's phone is still in the living room. I guess she came back to get it."

"Ugh."

Upon hearing this, everyone patted Zi Qiao on the shoulder with sympathy.

It's rare that Ziqiao wanted to act like a decent human being this time, but things turned out like this.

For a moment, they couldn't tell whether the three delivery drivers were unlucky or Ziqiao was unlucky.

Hmm... it seems like the misfortunes of those three delivery drivers were specifically designed to make Ziqiao unlucky?

That's fine.

Zhanbo said with great remorse, "I'm sorry, Ziqiao, it's all my fault."

"Alright."

Although Ziqiao was annoyed, he wasn't really angry with Zhanbo: "I tricked you yesterday afternoon, and you tricked me this afternoon, so we're really even now."

"It's fine."

Yu Mo comforted her, saying, "No matter what, a misunderstanding is a misunderstanding."

"If you really want to explain, Ziqiao, then you can definitely explain it clearly."

"Don't worry, we'll stay with you and wait for Mika to come back."

Ziqiao sighed, "That's all we can do now."

"By the way, if Mika tries to stab me with a knife, you guys have to help me block it."

"This time I'm truly playing a positive role!"

"Okay, okay!"

Everyone was left speechless, neither laughing nor crying.

As they walked towards the apartment, Yifei couldn't help but complain, "Honestly, because of your ridiculous blunder, our homemade chocolate project has been delayed again."

Zhang Wei asked curiously, "Were you making homemade chocolate back then?"

"Yes, we didn't even have time to turn off the fire before we went out to find Mika for you."

Ziqiao, Zhanbo, and Zhang Wei nodded upon hearing this: "Oh, thank you so much."

Yu Mo and the other two calmly replied, "You're welcome, it's our pleasure."

The six continued walking towards the apartment, with Zhanbo and the others even asking the girls along the way who was making the homemade chocolate.

As they walked, everyone suddenly stopped.

Immediately afterwards, the group exchanged glances and then burst into a gasp that could pierce the clouds and split rocks.

"You/We didn't turn off the fire?!"

……

When they rushed back to the apartment, they smelled a pungent, acrid odor in the air. However, seeing that no thick smoke was billowing from the sixth floor, the initially panicked crowd gradually calmed down.

Although Yu Mo and the others kept the fire on a low flame the whole time and put in plenty of chocolate, they were all away for more than half an hour. If the kitchen had really caught fire, the sixth floor would have been ablaze by now.

They took the elevator straight up to the sixth floor, and the acrid smell became stronger the higher they went.

While covering her mouth and nose, Yifei muttered, "God bless me, Heaven bless me, Buddha bless me, and everyone else bless me, I hope my kitchen is alright!"

"My poor pot, my dear stove, my reassuring range hood, you absolutely cannot be harmed!"

Ziqiao couldn't help but shake his head when he heard Yifei's prayer: "Yifei, you don't usually burn incense, what's the use of praying now?"

Zhang Wei nodded in agreement: "And praying for 'all the others to bless you' is too hasty, isn't it?"

"Mind your own business!"

Yifei retorted angrily, "If it weren't for you guys, would my kitchen have been in such a mess?!"

Yu Mo tugged at Yi Fei's arm guiltily: "Yi Fei, it was my fault for not turning off the stove when I left. It's not Zi Qiao's fault."

"If you're really angry, take it out on me."

Yifei sighed, "Never mind, as long as everyone is safe and sound."

"Feed".

Zhang Wei and Zi Qiao complained, "Yi Fei, you're being too hypocritical."

"cut."

Yifei was too lazy to pay attention to those two guys.

She was angry not because the kitchen was probably burned down, but because the kitchen was probably already burned down, and these two guys were still making sarcastic remarks while she was praying.

As the elevator doors finally opened slowly, the impatient Yifei rushed out first.

When everyone returned to 3601, covering their mouths and noses, they immediately saw the charred wall next to the stove and the terrible state of the range hood directly above the stove.

Yifei's vision blurred instantly. She clutched her chest and cried out in anguish, "My kitchen! My stove!! My range hood!!!"

The other five sighed and patted Yifei on the shoulder.

"Yifei, please accept my condolences."

"Yifei, the range hood won't blame you."

"Yifei, don't be sad. The range hood has fulfilled its mission, and it died a worthy death."

……

Nanfeng and Zeng Xiaoxian, wearing masks, sat at the dining table. They squinted slightly when they saw everyone rushing back.

When the two men saw that these guys were still trying to be mischievous even at this point, they were both amused and exasperated.

Nanfeng and Xiaoxian really didn't know whether to say these guys were optimistic or heartless.

"Oh, looks like you guys still remember the fire wasn't turned off?"

As Nanfeng spoke, he picked up the charred frying pan and gently tapped it on the table. Several pieces of dark brown crumbs immediately fell from the bottom of the pan.

"You guys are really bold. The fire was still burning and you all ran outside. Not a single person was left on the sixth floor."

"If Teacher Zeng and I hadn't come back just in time, and there hadn't been a fire extinguisher on the table, at least one kitchen on the sixth floor would have been burned down today, let alone the entire sixth floor."

Yifei, Yumo, and Curry Sauce lowered their heads in shame.

Although Yu Mo was in charge of making the chocolate, all three of them forgot to turn off the fire, so it can't be said that only Yu Mo was responsible.

Besides, everyone in the world knows that Yu Mo has a bad memory.

"I'm really curious."

Nanfeng crossed his arms and asked, puzzled, "You were on fire and people died, and there just happened to be a fire extinguisher on the table. What does that mean?"

"Could it be... that you bought fire insurance and then deliberately set the fire?"

He instinctively asked, "What's the coverage amount? Do you need me to find you a lawyer?"

Yu Mo and the other two shook their heads repeatedly, but Curry Sauce felt a little smug inside.

Although I forgot to turn off the stove, the fire would have been much harder to put out if I hadn't brought a fire extinguisher.

It seems that my 380 yuan was well spent.

Zeng Xiaoxian grinned and said, "What did you say when I asked you to promote fire safety and fire extinguishers?"

"Everyone says they don't need it, but what about now?"

"Let me tell you, if there hadn't been this fire extinguisher on the table, who knows how badly the fire would have burned by the time we brought water over to put it out."

He smirked and tried to sell them: "How about it? Do you want to buy a few bottles from me now to keep in your suite? Better safe than sorry."

"Teacher Zeng, how dare you say that?"

Nanfeng sneered, "You're supposed to be promoting fire extinguishers, yet you don't even know how to use one. If you hadn't been dawdling over there for so long, and had handed me the fire extinguisher earlier, the fire wouldn't have gotten this big."

Xiaoxian said awkwardly, "This is the latest model of carbon dioxide fire extinguisher. It's not my fault that I don't know how to operate it."

"cut."

Nanfeng ignored Xiaoxian and beckoned to the six people: "Don't just stand there like idiots, come sit down and tell me what happened."

Upon hearing this, the group exchanged glances and then headed towards the messy kitchen.

……

After everyone explained the situation one by one, Nanfeng's eyes twitched uncontrollably, and Xiaoxian was so surprised that he almost started dancing with his eyebrows.

Nanfeng concluded, "I understand. So what you need to do now is wait for Meijia to come back, explain things to her, and make sure Wanyu doesn't find out, right?"

Everyone nodded.

Nanfeng looked at the messy kitchen and the smelly instant chocolates (versions 1.0 and 2.0) in the trash can.

He took a deep breath, silently raised his hand, and asked, "I have one more question."

"What's the problem?"

"...Is it too late for me to say I'm allergic to chocolate and can't eat it?"

What do you think?

Upon hearing this, everyone cast condescending glances at Nanfeng, wishing him to accept the situation.

Yu Mo felt both embarrassed and angry after hearing Nan Feng's words. She wished she could beat Nan Feng up first and then find a crack in the ground to crawl into.

I know I'm not good at these things, but saying that is really embarrassing for me!

Yu Mo, secretly annoyed, had no idea that she had already lost all face when she burned down the kitchen while making a quick homemade chocolate.

Nanfeng, meeting Yu Mo's embarrassed and annoyed gaze, rubbed his face with a wry smile, then looked at Zhanbo and began to change the subject.

"Zhanbo, what are you going to do if that necklace doesn't arrive by tomorrow?"

Zhanbo shook his head timidly. Clearly, without a gift for Wanyu, he was at a loss and lacked the courage to confess his feelings.

"How about... we just skip Valentine's Day this time?"

"No!"

Without hesitation, Yifei said, "Zhanbo, you're a man. A man can't just give up like that."

Putting aside the fact that Yifei already looks down on men who give up halfway, she's also hoping that Zhanbo and Wanyu will successfully confess their feelings so she can become an uncle.

Seeing that Zhanbo and Wanyu were so close to getting together, how could she let Zhanbo back down like that?

Yu Mo patted Zhan Bo's head and said, "Who said you have to give a gift when you confess your feelings? When Guan Gu and You You confessed their feelings, they didn't give each other any gifts."

"Zhanbo, believe me, when the feelings are there, even if you just open your arms, the other person will embrace you without hesitation."

"that is."

For once, Ziqiao stood on the same side as Yifei and Yumo: "Zhanbo, remember, what you need to confess to Wanyu is not that coat, nor that necklace."

"Besides, Wanyu wouldn't accept someone's confession just because they gave her her favorite coat or necklace on Valentine's Day."

"You're the one who needs to confess to Wanyu. The only thing that can move Wanyu and make her agree to your confession is yourself, not the gift you're hoping for. Understand?"

Upon hearing this, Zhanbo raised his head slightly and said uncertainly, "You mean...?"

Nanfeng patted Zhanbo's hand: "Whether you confess or not is up to you, but we'll help you if you want to."

Zhang Wei and Curry Sauce raised their fists and shouted encouragement to Zhanbo with great enthusiasm.

Xiaoxian slapped Zhanbo's bent waist: "Zhanbo, show some manly spirit. If you don't even dare to confess your feelings, what kind of man are you?"

Apart from Yifei, everyone stared at Xiaoxian strangely.

How could you say something like that?

With everyone's encouragement, Zhanbo's resolve to back down gradually strengthened.

Ziqiao is right. What matters is never the gift, but himself.

If he felt he couldn't compare to the coat and the necklace, then he really didn't need to confess to Wanyu.

Zhanbo thought firmly, but what came out of his mouth was, "Then... shall I try again?"

"That's great."

"Well done."

"Zhanbo, we all absolutely support you!"

"..."

Just as everyone was applauding Zhanbo's decision, Meijia walked in as if nothing had happened.

"Oh, so everyone's here."

"what!"

She was shocked by the devastation in the kitchen: "Was there a fire? Are you all alright?"

"fine."

Everyone shook their heads in unison.

Zhang Wei and Zhanbo exchanged a glance, and the two of them pushed Ziqiao out.

"Let's put the fire aside for now, Meijia, Ziqiao wants to explain what happened earlier to you."

Ziqiao, who was pushed out, almost stumbled and fell to the ground. He turned around in astonishment and looked at Zhanbo and Zhang Wei who had pushed him. Under the crazy urging of everyone's eyes, Ziqiao turned back and gave Meijia a flattering smile.

"Mika, let me explain. The whole thing is actually like this..."

Ziqiao suddenly froze halfway through his sentence. He stared intently at Meijia's current attire, his heart clenching.

"Mika, where's your coat?"

"A coat?"

Everyone originally thought that even if Meijia didn't yell at Ziqiao when she came back tonight, she wouldn't give him a good look no matter what.

As it turned out, Meijia acted as if nothing had happened, treating Ziqiao the same as always, and even managed to smile at him.

Is this a good thing for Ziqiao?

of course not!

On the contrary, the fact that Meijia treats Ziqiao in this way shows that things have really gotten as bad as they could possibly be.

As the saying goes, it's not that I'm afraid you have emotions, nor am I afraid you don't have emotions; what I'm afraid of is that you don't have any extra emotions.

At this moment, Meijia was in this state. She took out a thick wad of banknotes from her pocket and proudly showed them off to Ziqiao.

"I've already sold the coat."

"Sold?!"

Everyone gasped in surprise, and Ziqiao's eyes were filled with bewilderment.

"Why? Don't you really like this coat?"

"Why do you think I should sell this coat?"

Meijia rolled her eyes at Ziqiao: "This coat wasn't originally mine; Zhanbo was going to give it to Wanyu."

"It's not my coat, so there's no reason for me to keep it. Giving it back to Zhanbo now is pointless."

"You don't have the money to pay Zhanbo back. If I don't sell the coat and pay Zhanbo back, am I really going to just stand by and watch him hang himself in our living room on Valentine's Day?"

Everyone looked at Zhanbo in surprise upon hearing this, as these were clearly the words Zhanbo had said to Ziqiao back then.

Zhanbo, you're being so harsh. No wonder Meijia didn't even have time to stay in the living room to listen to your explanations; she rushed out to find a way to raise money.

Zhanbo lowered his head awkwardly, feeling very sorry for Ziqiao and Meijia.

If he hadn't been so anxious and said those things to Ziqiao, Meijia wouldn't have heard it, and she wouldn't have sold the coat she loved so much.

Ziqiao wanted to explain further, but the money-grubbing Zhang Wei was even more curious about how Meijia had managed to sell the coat in such a short time.

"Mika, how did you do that?"

"I'm awesome, aren't I?"

Meijia smiled smugly, her whole face seemingly proclaiming "I'm very smart."

"I just held a special Valentine's Day raffle in the square, and I'm selling raffle tickets!"

Yifei couldn't help but praise, "That's a brilliant idea! How did you come up with it?"

As soon as she spoke, she saw Ziqiao's murderous gaze. Even the usually fierce Yifei became unusually timid, shrinking her neck and saying, "Pretend I didn't say anything."

However, since Yifei had already asked, Meijia happily replied, "Such a great idea, of course I came up with it myself."

She excitedly said, "The winner was a middle-aged boss who looked to be in his forties or fifties, but insisted that he was only twenty-six this year. He had a receding hairline and a potbelly."

"He bought thirty of my lottery tickets at once, but he seemed a little unhappy when he found out the prize was a coat."

Xiao Xian raised an eyebrow upon hearing this.

He looks to be in his forties or fifties, but insists he's only twenty-six. He's a middle-aged boss with a receding hairline and a potbelly.

For some reason, he felt that Meijia's description of this big boss was very familiar to him, but he really didn't have any memory of such a boss.

Curry Sauce asked curiously, "What prize did he think he received?"

"A coat, what else could it be?"

Yu Mo thought for a moment, then asked with a strange expression, "Meijia, what did you do back then?"

"I didn't do anything special. When they asked me what the prize was, I just walked around in front of them wearing my coat."

"what?"

"Oh……"

At first, everyone was puzzled, but soon they realized what was going on.

Now they understood why Meijia's lottery business was so successful.

That's true. Those who sell used underwear on Taobao are making a fortune. If a pretty and cute girl like Meijia wears a nice coat and slowly twirls around in front of everyone, men will definitely come to buy lottery tickets.

"Mika."

Nanfeng couldn't help but complain, "You're fucking amazing."

"It's not that my mom is amazing, it's that I'm amazing."

Meijia beamed and said, "You don't need to be jealous of me. I only discovered today that I actually have such a talent for making money."

As she spoke, she waved a thick stack of cash in her hand and came up to Zhanbo: "Zhanbo, how much was that coat? I'll pay you back, and your debt with Ziqiao will be wiped clean."

Zhanbo glanced at the banknotes in Meijia's hand and estimated the money she made from selling lottery tickets just by looking at their thickness.

He couldn't help but ask, "Meijia, you earn so much?"

"Yes, I sell each lottery ticket for 180 yuan, and I've sold a total of 92 tickets."

"So, if we calculate it this way... one times seven equals seven, two times seven equals forty-eight, March 8th is Women's Day, May 1st is Labor Day, June 1st is Children's Day..."

Zeng Xiaoxian muttered to Yifei in a low voice, "A lottery ticket costs 180 yuan. Meijia is being much more ruthless than me selling fire extinguishers."

Yifei joked, "If you're envious, why don't you go sell lottery tickets too?"

Xiaoxian was stunned for a moment, then his eyes suddenly flashed with dazzling light.

[Yeah, if I can't sell a single fire extinguisher, I can sell raffle tickets like Mika does!]

【Meijia, Yifei, you two are truly my lucky stars!】

Looks like I'm definitely going to be the chairperson of the apartment residents' committee!!!

At this moment, Meijia still couldn't figure out exactly how much money she had earned that night. She waved her hand indifferently: "No matter how much I earned, it's definitely more than enough to pay back Zhanbo."

"Tell me, how much did you spend on that coat?"

"Meijia, let's not rush the money issue."

Zhanbo quickly pushed Meijia towards Ziqiao: "Why don't you listen to Ziqiao's explanation first?"

Seeing this, Ziqiao knew he finally had a chance to explain. He stepped forward and said, "Meijia, listen to me, it's not what you think..."

"What do you mean it's not what I think?"

Meijia asked Ziqiao, "Could it be that this coat wasn't originally intended as a Valentine's Day gift for Wanyu by Zhanbo?"

"Forehead……"

Ziqiao nodded awkwardly: "That's true."

"That settles it."

Meijia said nonchalantly, "Anyway, you never remember my birthday and have never given me any proper birthday gifts, so I'm used to it."

"Actually, I've reflected on it too. The coat incident wasn't just your fault; I was also at fault."

Ziqiao was stunned by Wanjia's words. He asked hesitantly, "What...did you do wrong?"

"My mistake was believing Wanyu's words, thinking that you would suddenly improve and try to make up for what you owed me."

At this moment, Meijia felt no resentment or anger towards Ziqiao, as if he were just an ordinary acquaintance to her.

She patted Ziqiao on the shoulder and said with great disdain, "Ziqiao, look at you. You've not made any progress; you're actually getting worse."

"You used to have at least some sense of brotherhood, but now you've swindled Zhanbo out of his coat and don't want to take responsibility."

"Pah, I despise you!"

Upon hearing this, Ziqiao immediately protested, "Who said I didn't remember your birthday? Who said I didn't prepare a birthday present for you?"

"This time I'm ready!"

Mika immediately reached out her hand: "What about my gift?"

"Well..." Ziqiao smiled awkwardly, "We used to have them, but we don't anymore."

There was nothing I could do. Not only had the necklace not arrived yet, but even if it had, I had already promised Zhanbo that I would exchange it for his coat.

Although Ziqiao's character is not very good, he will still do what he promises when it comes to things like this.

"I know."

Meijia nodded understandingly: "My birthday has already passed. Now I should focus on the road ahead for the next year. Gifts will only remind me that I'm another year older. These are all fleeting things."

She gave Ziqiao a cold laugh and rolled her eyes: "When I was with you, you told me the same thing every year, of course I believed you."

"Eek~~~"

The people sitting to the side couldn't stand it anymore and expressed their contempt for Ziqiao.

Compared to the current Zi Qiao, the old Zi Qiao was truly inhuman.

Before Ziqiao could explain, Meijia started bringing up old grievances again.

"Lu Ziqiao, you never remember my birthday, and you still owe me so many birthday presents."

"I know, but this time I really did prepare something for you."

"Besides, I've given you birthday presents before."

Ziqiao is now suffering in silence. After living in the apartment for a year and a half, he suddenly realized that he was quite ashamed of his past self.

But he was truly wronged about the birthday gift.

Meijia didn't even consider that she was penniless back then, so where did she get the money to buy her gifts?

I can't exactly sell my body, can I?

However, it would have been better if Ziqiao hadn't said those words. Once he did, Meijia started bringing up old grievances.

"How dare you say that? Good men give me cars and diamonds for my birthday, what have you ever given me?"

Ziqiao retorted stubbornly, "Don't be ungrateful. Who said I didn't give you diamonds?"

Upon hearing the word "diamond," Yu Mo suddenly looked up at Zi Qiao: "Zi Qiao, you even gave me a diamond."

Meijia, hands on her hips, exclaimed angrily, "I'll spray you with a mouthful of salt water and kill you! You call an impact drill a drill?!"

"But at that time, our family really needed an impact drill."

She said angrily, "You gave that to yourself. I really regret not punching a hole in your head."

Ziqiao said with dissatisfaction, "Why isn't an impact drill a drill?"

"No, it isn't!"

"Why isn't it a drill?"

"No, it isn't!"

……

"Stop, stop, stop!"

Seeing that the two had started arguing again, and that they still hadn't explained the coat issue, Nanfeng interrupted them.

"Lu Ziqiao, please explain things to Meijia first."

"oh."

Ziqiao stopped and earnestly explained to Meijia, "Meijia, actually, I have really prepared a very valuable gift for you this time."

"But it was indeed a delay in delivery. My package still hasn't arrived, and on top of that, you mistakenly took the coat that Zhanbo wanted to give to Wanyu as a birthday gift from me to you."

"So Zhanbo and I decided to just go with the flow and exchange the gifts."

"Do you understand now?"

Meijia was instantly stunned.

After a long pause, Mika turned to look at everyone and asked, "Is what he said true?"

Everyone nodded in agreement, and Zhanbo added, "If you really don't believe me, Meijia, there are still purchase orders on Ziqiao's phone."

"No need, I believe you."

Meijia didn't believe Ziqiao's nonsense, but she couldn't possibly disbelieve the words of so many people in the apartment.

Surely not all these people are helping Ziqiao deceive him?

"So... that coat really was my birthday present."

Everyone sighed and continued to nod silently.

"ah!!!"

Mika closed her eyes and emitted a sharp, explosive sound.

Nanfeng quickly covered his ears. He knew that all New Year's wishes were fake, and none of his wishes had come true.

"It's all over, it ...."

"My coat!"

Meijia said this and rushed out without looking back.

Seeing this, everyone sighed again.

"Hey, does any of you know that middle-aged boss that Mika just mentioned who won the award?"

Zeng Xiaoxian couldn't help but say, "Why does this boss sound so familiar?"

Nanfeng was taken aback when he heard this. After hearing what Teacher Zeng said, he suddenly realized that he had some impression of the boss that Meijia had mentioned.

However, this sense of familiarity didn't feel like something he had seen with his own eyes; it was more like he had heard such a description somewhere before.

where?

I'm coming

Shouldn't this be considered an extra chapter?

Also, don't worry, pigeons are loyal fans of happy endings.

(End of this chapter)