Love Apartment: Yifei is my junior aunt

Chapter 83 Guan Gu, who was tricked and crippled

Nanfeng, Yumo, and Curry Sauce quickly helped Guan Gu to his seat.

"Guan Gu, are you alright?" Nan Feng asked.

Guan Gu grimaced in pain, but still managed to say, "It's okay. If you can help me up, I can kick him again!"

"Hey, is this for real?" Ziqiao complained, clutching his backside. "I didn't do anything to you, so why did you kick me for no reason, and then try to kick me a second time?!"

Guan Gu was sweating profusely from the pain, but he forced a ferocious smile: "Lu Ziqiao, if you ever dare to say again that you once wanted to be a painter, believe me, I'll commit seppuku in a heartbeat!"

He now understands that Lu Ziqiao is a lecherous scoundrel who has been bad since childhood. Any connection between his name and a painter is an insult to the profession of painter and even to the entire art world.

Ziqiao was taken aback and said with some concern, "Guan Gu, you're being too impulsive. Life is so precious, don't cut yourself over such a small thing."

"I meant cutting off your seppuku!"

"That's alright then." Ziqiao breathed a sigh of relief. "I knew you didn't have to be so drastic."

Curry Sauce looked puzzled: "Why don't you seem worried about getting chopped up at all?"

Ziqiao stood up, rubbing his buttocks as he grinned and said, "What's there to worry about? There are plenty of people in this world who want to kill me, but I'm still doing just fine."

Yu Mo glanced at Zi Qiao's miserable backside. In the few days she had been here, she had never seen Zi Qiao in a good mood, but she had seen plenty of retribution.

"Ziqiao, I advise you to tone it down. No matter how successful you are, there will come a day when you get old and can't run anymore. Be careful, or you might really get chopped up."

Ziqiao said nonchalantly, "By then I'll have had my fill of fun for years. If I really get killed, others will think I deserved to die, but for me, I'll have had my fill."

"Tch." Yu Mo shook her head and ignored this scumbag.

"Excuse me, are you planning to sit here?" the round-faced girl serving us asked timidly.

In that situation just now, it was as if they had set up a barrier, so they couldn't see me and I couldn't get a word in edgewise.

She'd met unreasonable customers before, but this was the first time she'd ever encountered one who treated her like she didn't exist.

Then the group remembered that there was a waiter who had been waiting anxiously nearby, and Nanfeng quickly said, "Yes, we'll sit here."

"Okay, would you like something to eat or drink?"

"Just give me the menu, I'll write it all down on my phone and then go to the counter to order." Nanfeng chose a method that would make both of them feel comfortable.

The round-faced girl handed over the menu she had been holding, smiling politely and saying, "The menu has been prepared for you. I won't disturb your enjoyment of playing with the cats any longer."

"If any problems arise during this process, such as the cat being disobedient, uncooperative, running away after eating the dried fish, or any other issues that require our intervention, you can press the red button under the table. We will come immediately after hearing the bell at the bar."

**DO NOT PRICE ...

"OK, thanks."

Watching the round-faced girl's cheerful departure, everyone visibly felt much more at ease.

Although they hadn't paid much attention to this round-faced girl before, and still made a fuss and kicked her as they pleased, it still felt a bit strange to have a stranger standing next to you.

"I've ordered some good drinks. Take a look and see if there's anything you'd like to eat or drink." Nanfeng handed the menu to the remaining four people without even glancing at it.

"But you clearly didn't even look..." Curry Sauce realized her mistake halfway through her sentence.

Besides lemonade, what other choice does Nanfeng have?

Guan Gu took the menu and handed it to Zi Qiao and the others: "Everyone, please order whatever you like. Please make sure to pay for everything at the cat cafe today."

"This isn't appropriate." Yu Mo and Guangu weren't very familiar with each other yet, so she felt a little embarrassed to accept Guangu's kindness.

"Everyone has been working very hard to come up with ideas today. I am also very grateful to everyone for carrying my things and taking care of me on the way here. This is my small way of thanking you as a man. Please don't refuse."

Seeing that Guan Gu was about to stand up and bow, Yu Mo quickly changed her mind and told him to sit down properly.

Curry Sauce and Zi Qiao, two guys with thin wallets but thick skin, skipped the polite formalities and opened the menu.

"How can it be so expensive?" Curry Sauce exclaimed. "This price is even more outrageous than a bar price."

Nanfeng leaned over to look at the prices on the menu and confirmed that while they were expensive, they weren't exactly treating customers like pigs to be slaughtered.

He explained, "Didn't you notice that this cat cafe doesn't charge us an entrance fee? With such a large space, the rent, utilities, employee salaries, and the food, water, and litter for these dozen or twenty cats all depend on these drinks and snacks for profit. The prices are bound to go up."

Yu Mo chimed in, "If you're just looking to order a drink and sit here petting the cats all afternoon, the price is actually quite reasonable."

"Who can go an entire afternoon drinking only beverages and not eating anything?" Curry Sauce muttered, a seasoned foodie.

That's what she said, but when it came time to order, she only ordered one drink and then pushed the menu toward Ziqiao.

Ziqiao touched his slightly swollen buttocks, wanting to give Guan Gu a good beating, but then he thought about how Guan Gu had just said that he had invested all his wealth in the release of "Love Triangle Cat". Even if he wasn't penniless now, he was definitely not well-off.

Even though Ziqiao considered himself an immoral and uncultured scoundrel, he would never squeeze a little oil out of his penniless brother to taste meat.

This kind of person isn't even scum; they're pure animals.

[Guan Gu, Guan Gu, I'm just waiting for your comic to be published, for you to make a fortune and fame, and then I'll rip you off to get revenge for my butt!]

Ziqiao casually ordered a drink and handed it to Yumo.

Seeing that Curry Sauce and Zi Qiao had only ordered one drink, Yu Mo was even less likely to order more.

Seeing that everyone had only ordered one drink, Guan Gu waved his hand and started ordering from the menu.

"This one, this one, this one is also good, and this one too..." Guan Gu kept pointing at the menu.

He knew why everyone only ordered one drink, but Guan Gu disliked owing favors to others the most.

Even though everyone's feelings for him could not be repaid with just a little food and drink, Guan Gu still wanted to make everyone's afternoon as comfortable as possible.

Nanfeng was immediately moved by Guan Gu's actions and said, "Guan Gu, you ordered so much at once..."

Guan Gu said with a serious face, "Nan Feng, no need to say anything. Everyone comes here to eat and have fun, and I'm not so poor that I don't even have money for normal expenses."

"...I meant to say that I can't possibly remember all of these orders you've ordered, you idiot."

Nanfeng expressionlessly showed the memo on his phone.

"Huh? Ah... I'm sorry." Guan Gu was a little embarrassed.

Nanfeng smiled at Guangu: "I know you're stubborn, so it's up to you to treat us, and you can order as much as you want. But make sure you're within your means, and don't try to impress others by spending more than you can afford."

He patted Guan Gu on the shoulder: "Did you understand?"

"Understood."

"I understand, why don't you reorder? Your typing is making my hands cramp up from ordering so many things at once," Nanfeng said irritably.

Guan Gu hesitated before saying, "South Wind..."

"Um?"

"If typing is too tiring... why don't you try recording?"

"Huh?" Nanfeng was dumbfounded.

Yeah, why don't I record it?

It can't be because my voice is too awful, can it?

"Yeah, right." Curry Sauce offered another suggestion, "If all else fails, you can take a picture with your phone when Guan Gu orders."

"Or an abbreviation is fine too, for example, just type 'lemon' for chilled lemonade," Yu Mo added.

"hiss……"

Nanfeng gasped, looking at the others with a mixture of surprise and uncertainty. "So now, I'm the fool?"

The four looked at each other and nodded emphatically.

"Um."

Nanfeng rubbed his forehead, feeling humiliated, and gritted his teeth, saying, "Hurry up and place the order!"

Yu Mo chuckled at Nan Feng's exasperated expression.

How can someone be so adorable even when they're embarrassed?

Zi Qiao looked at Yu Mo's smiling face thoughtfully. He turned to look at Nan Feng, who was covering his face, and smiled maliciously.

This is going to be quite a show!

After waiting for Guan Gu to finish ordering, Nan Feng, feeling embarrassed, quickly ran to the bar to find the round-faced girl.

Curry Sauce then dragged Yu Mo to the edge of town to lure the kittens with a cat toy.

Just as Guan Gu was about to set up his easel and sketch something to capture some inspiration, he saw Zi Qiao looking at him with a silly grin.

"Brother Guan Gu..."

Guan Gu felt a chill and quickly used his drawing board to block Zi Qiao's overly intense gaze: "Let's talk this out. The expression you're making is like a teacher in a movie."

"Huh? Do I look like I have the air of a teacher?"

I'm referring to Japanese films.

Upon hearing this, Ziqiao quickly rubbed his face to adjust his expression: "Brother Guangu, I have a suggestion..."

"Ignore it, don't participate, don't agree."

Guan Gu's voice was unusually firm.

"No, you can't do this! You rejected me without even listening to me, as if I would do something to you!" Ziqiao felt his dignity had been insulted.

Although I didn't have this thing to begin with.

But just because I have no personal integrity doesn't mean you can insult my integrity.

Hiding behind the easel, Guan Gu said with a forced smile, "Does it matter whether I listen to your advice or not? The first time you called me Brother Guan Gu was three months ago when I came here to ask for directions."

"Then I was tricked by you and Meijia into moving into Love Apartment, and even paid several months' rent in one go."

"Hey, hey, hey, I didn't cheat you out of a single penny of the two thousand a month rent. You haven't paid any rent for the past three months, have you? And don't use such harsh words as 'deceiving'. It wasn't because I thought we clicked really well that I tried to bring you into the Love Apartment family."

"If you lived in Aisen Apartments, not only would the rent be outrageously expensive, but you also wouldn't have made so many good friends. You thanked me when you found out the truth, and now you're turning your back on me?"

Ziqiao protested, unconvinced.

I was even considering charging this idiot double the rent, but in the end I showed him mercy and only charged him the normal rent.

Although the main reason is that three people are already living in the suite, it is indeed difficult to find a reason to charge double the rent.

But how can it not be considered that I, Young Master Lu, am kind-hearted?

"The second time you called me Brother Guan Gu, it was your turn to buy paper but you didn't. As a result, you had a stomachache and no paper, so you actually ran into my room, grabbed my drawing, and rushed to the bathroom."

"That's my masterpiece, which I spent a whole day working on!"

Amidst Guangu's roar, Ziqiao felt a little guilty: "It's not that I didn't buy it, I just thought online shopping would be cheaper, but who knew that the store couldn't even deliver within a day in the Jiangsu, Zhejiang and Shanghai area, they really don't know how to do business."

"But you can't take my drawings!"

"The situation is urgent, the sky is falling and the earth is cracking! I don't have time to run next door to get some paper."

"Besides, your drawing was blown to the ground by the wind, and I thought you didn't want it anymore. I treated you to three barbecues afterwards, and didn't you say we were even?"

"And the third time you called me Brother Guan Gu... never mind, I don't want to talk about it anymore."

"In short, every time you call me 'Brother Guan Gu,' you're just setting me up and planning to do it. This time, Lu Ziqiao, I absolutely will not listen to your so-called advice!"

Lu Ziqiao sighed softly, "Well, what a pity. Some people are only one step away from true inspiration."

The person behind the drawing board did not answer.

But silence itself is an answer.

"At this hour, even if we stay until Teacher Zeng is about to return in the evening, it will only take us four or five hours in total."

"If you can find inspiration in such a short time, that's good luck; if you can't, you can only blame your bad luck."

Guan Gu began to gently tap the easel with his hand.

Ziqiao's smile vanished in an instant, and he said earnestly, "Guan Gu, we really want to help you, but none of the four of us have ever owned a cat before, so we really can't help you."

"It would be great if we had ever owned a cat before, or even if we had never owned one, but just came to the cat cafe to pet the cats regularly."

"That way, we might have some fun stories about interacting with cats, or we might understand cats' behavior and habits a little better, which would be able to help you."

Guan Gu peeked out from behind the easel, peering at Zi Qiao.

"Guan Gu, I really wanted to help you, but it's all my fault, it's all my fault!"

"Being brothers is useless!"

Ziqiao pounded his chest, his face full of pain, which even made Guangu feel sorry for him.

Did he really misunderstand Ziqiao this time?

[Was my performance of this pain convincing?]

Don't envy my acting skills; if you pound your chest like crazy, you can feel the same pain as me.

"Ziqiao, you really don't need to do this."

The soft-hearted Guan Gu finally spoke up.

"No, it's my fault, it's my fault!"

As Ziqiao spoke, he covered his face in anguish, looking heartbroken.

I have to cover my face, or I'll beat myself to death by banging my chest.

Either... I'll burst out laughing.

[Hahaha, Guan Gu is so cute and so easy to fool.]

"How come in such a big cat cafe, apart from the staff, there aren't even two people who really like cats and are obviously people who come to cat cafes often?"

"If there are such people, whether they are men or women, we should learn from them."

"That way we can pet the cat and chat with others at the same time. In the same amount of time, we can gather twice the amount of material, and your chances of getting inspiration also suddenly double."

"Sigh," Ziqiao muttered to himself, "Why isn't it there? Why isn't it on the [first floor]?"

Guan Gu's eyes lit up: "I've got it! There's none on the first floor, but there are on the second floor!"

He placed the drawing board next to the table and held Ziqiao's hand tightly: "Ziqiao, do you remember when we saw two girls playing really well with the cat on the second floor?"

"Really?" Ziqiao frowned in thought, then nodded repeatedly as if recalling something. "Oh right, I remember now, there are two girls like that. And they seem to really like cats; they're people who come to cat cafes often."

Do you particularly love cats? Do you frequently visit cat cafes?

How could I possibly see that?

I can only make out their measurements as 36-24... um, their hip measurements are hidden by the railing.

It's okay, you'll have a chance to see it soon.

Hehehe...

Guangu made up his mind: "Ziqiao, I'm going to go and ask them. Even if I can get a little more information, it will be good."

"This...isn't that a bad idea?" Ziqiao said hesitantly. "How are you going to climb the stairs with your leg like this? I'm really worried that you'll fall halfway down the stairs by yourself."

"Guan Gu, this is no joke. We can try to find inspiration tomorrow if we don't have any today, but if you really go to the second floor alone and something happens, like hurting your hand, then your side story is completely over."

Ziqiao firmly shook his head and rejected Guangu's idea: "No, no matter what you say, I will not agree to you going to the second floor alone."

"Alone..." Guan Gu muttered to himself, then his eyes lit up. "Zi Qiao, you can come up with me."

"Should I go up too?" Ziqiao asked, looking troubled. "I don't think my current situation is suitable for interacting with girls."

Before he could finish speaking, he quickly added righteously, "But you are my good brother, and for your inspiration and the side story, I have no choice but to do it."

"Let's go, Guan Gu."

"Even if there are two hundred or two thousand girls on this second floor, I'll still go up with you."

"Ziqiao." Guan Gu was moved to tears. He held Ziqiao's hand tightly, his face full of determination.

"Good brother!"

Ziqiao met Guangu's gaze, his eyes firm and ardent.

"Good brother!"

【Done.】

Ladies, I, Lu Xiaobu, am here!

Here it comes, a long chapter of 5,000 words.

Although I didn't get a good rest today, I should be able to resume normal updates starting tomorrow.

Today is Christmas, everyone. I wonder how many of you who read Pigeon Books are celebrating Christmas.

However, for young people today, the holiday itself is not important; they simply use the holiday as an excuse to let go of their worries and have a good time for a day.

So Merry Christmas everyone!

Today, having nothing to do, I took another look at my books, mainly reading the quotes I had written about authors before.

Suddenly realizing that words are truly a magical tool that can transcend time and space, Pigeon once again felt the emotions she had experienced at that time through her own words a month later.

Even though it's been several days since Pigeon Mom's birthday, my lovely friends still wish her a happy birthday.

Words are a link connecting the past. Whenever you see these words, they will convey the feelings of the pigeon in the past to you in the present.

This also includes blessings.

So, wishing everyone who is celebrating Christmas, everyone who has already celebrated Christmas, and everyone who may be reading this a long time later, a happy Christmas!

Merry Chrismas.

In the years to come, everyone who reads this text will receive the blessings of the dove this Christmas.

Just like how everyone's birthday wishes for Pigeon Mom are passed on to her on her birthday through text messages.

Thank you again everyone. I wish you all a happy holiday and happiness every day.

Your friend, Sweet Potato Pigeon.

(End of this chapter)