Love Apartment: Yifei is my junior aunt

Chapter 699 Beggar Brothers (Happy Winter Solstice!)

"Ah~~~"

"Cool!!!"

At the dining table in room 3604, Xiaoxian and Zhang Wei patted their protruding bellies, closed their eyes, and leaned back in their chairs, burping contentedly.

"belch……"

The two looked at each other and gave each other a high five with happy expressions.

"Perfect."

"Perfect my ass!!!"

Ziqiao's face was ashen, and the way he looked at Xiaoxian and Zhang Wei was as if those two guys owed him five million.

"When you two thought everything was perfect, did you never even consider me?"

"No, I just don't understand."

As Ziqiao spoke, he pointed to the buckets of instant noodles on the table that were now just soup: "You two don't usually eat much, how come you ate more than a dozen buckets of my instant noodles in one go?"

He gritted his teeth and said, "You're deliberately trying to rip me off, aren't you?"

No, absolutely not.

Zhang Wei patted his stomach and let out a burp, saying slowly, "I was just lying in bed struggling all morning and I'm so tired, so I need to replenish my energy."

Zeng Xiaoxian squinted and chuckled mischievously, "Don't look at me, I'm even worse off than Zhang Wei."

"I've been livestreaming all night and haven't eaten anything until just now. I'm starving."

"Do you think I'd believe your nonsense?"

Ziqiao said indignantly, "I'll assume you two are reincarnated starving ghosts, but I've never seen a starving ghost who only eats noodles and doesn't drink soup."

Hehehehe.

Xiaoxian and Zhang Wei did not argue when they heard this, but just gave Ziqiao a pure and innocent smile.

Opportunities to get Ziqiao to spend money on them are rare, so since they've encountered one, they naturally want to make the most of it.

Thinking of this, the two of them picked up their bowls of noodle soup and took a sip without prior arrangement.

The stomach is an emotional organ; as long as you're in a good mood, you can still have a sip of soup even if you're full.

"Pooh!"

Ziqiao spat in dissatisfaction: "Fine, I guess I'm just unlucky to have run into two shameless bastards like you."

"You two just wait, one day I'll replace your Master Kong instant noodles with Kang Shuai Fu!"

He slapped the stack of scratch-off lottery tickets on the table with annoyance and pushed them in front of Zhang Wei.

"Zhang Wei, these are the fifty scratch-off tickets that Teacher Zeng lost to us in a bet. As we agreed before, each of us will get twenty-five tickets."

Ziqiao waved his hand and said in a feignedly generous manner, "How about I show some humility and let you choose first?"

When Zhang Wei heard the word "select," he froze instantly, and the bright smile on his face slowly disappeared.

"hiss……"

Zhang Wei's gaze was as cold as an ice pick, making Zi Qiao very uneasy.

He quickly explained, "Don't misunderstand, I don't mean to use your unlucky attribute of 'always getting it wrong' to help me pick out twenty-five wrong answers."

"I just... I just..."

Seeing Zhang Wei staring at him with a serious expression, Zi Qiao's voice grew softer and softer.

Finally, he reluctantly admitted, "Okay, I admit that's what I think."

Zhang Wei laughed angrily: "Lu Ziqiao, you're treating me like a scapegoat, aren't you!"

"Zhang Wei! Calm down! Let me speak first!"

Seeing Zhang Wei suddenly fly into a rage, Zi Qiao quickly spoke up to soothe him, saying, "Your 'unlucky attribute of always making the wrong choice' is just a guess; it's not even certain whether it actually exists."

"Maybe yesterday was Nanfeng's lucky day; maybe he was just blessed with good fortune?"

Ziqiao grinned and moved closer to Zhang Wei: "So we need to isolate the unstable factor of the south wind and conduct repeated, extensive testing."

"That way you'll know whether you're just unlucky or simply that Nanfeng is lucky, right?"

Zhang Wei's eyes flickered frequently upon hearing this, clearly indicating that he had taken Zi Qiao's words to heart.

"Even if we assume this unlucky trait of yours truly exists, we still need to find a way to utilize it, right?"

"Yes, let's make use of it."

Zhang Wei said with dissatisfaction: "So you're planning to sacrifice me so that you can win the grand prize yourself?"

"Why is it that I'm always the one charging into battle and taking the brunt of the attacks, while you sit here reaping the benefits?"

"How could I just sit back and reap the benefits?"

Ziqiao shrugged and said, "At least this idea was mine, and it can also help you verify your unlucky streak. Zhang Wei, you're not at a loss."

"I don't care."

Without hesitation, Zhang Wei said, "I absolutely, absolutely, will never again be someone else's stepping stone."

"Hey, Zhang Wei, you can't do this to me."

Ziqiao's eyes widened: "Zhang Wei, do you know that as long as your 'wrong luck' experiment succeeds, it's like everyone in our apartment will win the grand prize?"

"I'm doing this for the greater good; you have to make some sacrifices for the collective good."

Zhang Wei curled his lip: "So out of the fourteen people in the apartment, thirteen of you are part of the collective, and I'm the one who was sacrificed?"

Ziqiao was dumbfounded upon hearing this. He angrily pointed at Zhang Wei and said, "Zhang Wei, you actually think that way about me?"

"You, you, you! You're selfish, you're indifferent, you're being unreasonable!"

Zhang Wei retorted without backing down: "Then you won't be selfish, indifferent, or unreasonable?"

"Where have I been selfish, indifferent, or unreasonable?"

"Where are you not selfish, not indifferent, not unreasonable?"

Ziqiao laughed angrily: "No matter how selfish, indifferent, or unreasonable I am, I'm never more selfish, indifferent, or unreasonable than you!"

"Am I more selfish, more indifferent, or more unreasonable than you?"

Zhang Wei complained, "You're the most selfish, cold-hearted, and unreasonable person I've ever met!"

"Hmph, I'm definitely not as selfish, as cold-hearted, or as unreasonable as you!"

"Fine, since you say I'm selfish, cold-hearted, and unreasonable, then I'll show you how selfish I am, how cold-hearted I am, and how unreasonable I am!"

Ziqiao shrugged: "See? You said you weren't selfish, indifferent, or unreasonable! Now you've completely shown your selfish, indifferent, and unreasonable side!"

Zhang Wei and Zi Qiao were arguing incessantly, while Zeng Xiaoxian was dumbfounded: "Wait, are you two acting out a love story for me from behind?"

"Should I act like Ke Yun, go crazy, and scratch my head, saying, 'I don't want to hear it, I don't want to hear it'?"

He sighed, "Please, Qiong Yao dramas have no market anymore."

"and."

Zeng Xiaoxian glanced at Zhang Wei and Ziqiao, and said something that hurt both of them: "The three of us are the unluckiest and most unfortunate people in the whole apartment. What were you two unlucky guys arguing about just now?"

"If you're so capable of acting in Qiong Yao dramas, then you should at least win a big prize first!"

"Forehead……"

Ziqiao and Zhang Wei exchanged a glance and realized that it was indeed true.

Zhang Wei was indeed very unlucky, but Zi Qiao and Xiao Xian were just as unlucky.

Yesterday, apart from Xiao Hei, only the three of them got nothing from the scratch-off lottery.

Ziqiao raised an eyebrow and proposed a completely new idea: "How about this, we'll continue the experiment, and we'll split whatever money we win from these fifty scratch-off tickets equally."

"Zhang Wei, what do you think?"

Zhang Wei gave an OK sign: "I think it's okay."

Zeng Xiaoxian blinked and asked, "If you guys win the lottery, can I get a share?"

"It's you?"

Zhang Wei and Zi Qiao looked at Xiao Xian with grins, and said in unison, "No way!"

"cut."

Xiaoxian pouted resentfully, "You two were just arguing a moment ago, and now you're standing together again."

"That's right."

Ziqiao smugly hummed: "Husbands and wives... bah, brothers quarrel in bed and make up in bed."

"Forehead……"

Zhang Wei's expression turned strange upon hearing this: "Arguing at the head of the bed and making up at the foot of the bed... that doesn't seem quite right either."

"Yeah?"

Ziqiao paused for a moment, then waved his hand dismissively: "Oh well, whatever, as long as the meaning is right."

"Zhang Wei, let's divide the scratch-off tickets first."

"No rush."

Zhang Wei smiled mysteriously: "Before distributing the scratch-off tickets, I'd like to try a few more small things..."

"Small..."

"try?"

Ziqiao and Xiaoxian looked at each other in bewilderment.

……

With a clear ding-dong sound, the elevator doors on the sixth floor slowly opened.

Yifei held the elevator door open button tightly, while Yumo carefully backed away, pushing out the hardworking Feixing wheelchair.

As Yu Mo turned around, Nan Feng, sitting in Fei Xing's wheelchair with his right leg in a cast and his neck in a brace, directed, "Don't send me to 3603 yet. Go to 3604 and see what kind of trouble Zhang Wei and the others are up to this time."

"Zhang Wei? He's awake?"

Yifei stepped out of the elevator, puzzled. "That shouldn't be the case. I tied him up so tightly that even Zhang Wei, who was sleepwalking and incredibly strong, couldn't break free. How did he manage to untie himself after he woke up?"

"Judging from the sound, it seems like Ziqiao helped him untie it. What a pity, I was planning to settle the score with Zhang Wei before he could untie it."

Nanfeng subconsciously sighed and looked down, but before he could even tilt his head a few degrees, he started wincing in pain: "Hiss..."

Yu Mo asked worriedly, "Nanfeng, are you sure you don't want me to take a few days off to take care of you?"

"No need, I can handle this minor injury."

Nanfeng said, "Let's go to 3604 first."

Yu Mo and Yi Fei exchanged a glance, and could only helplessly push Nan Feng toward 3604.

Yifei pushed open the door and shouted, "Zhang Wei, Lü Ziqiao, what are you doing now...?"

She looked up and her expression froze instantly.

"What...what are you guys up to now?"

Yifei glanced at Ziqiao and Zhang Wei, who were dancing and singing around the coffee table. She pursed her lips, her expression extremely complicated: "How come I didn't know this year's Beggars' Sect gathering was being held in our apartment?"

Yu Mo peeked over and saw that the two of them were wearing tattered clothes covered in patches and holes. She couldn't help but ask, "It's not easy to dress like this in this day and age. Where did you find these beggar outfits?"

Upon hearing this, Zhang Wei and Zi Qiao scratched their heads awkwardly. Zi Qiao asked angrily, "Zhang Wei, didn't you say you had already locked all the doors?"

"It's locked."

Zhang Wei shrugged: "But didn't Teacher Zeng leave halfway through because he couldn't stand it anymore?"

"Depend on!"

Wearing tattered clothes, Ziqiao slapped his forehead hard.

(End of this chapter)