The Improper Strategy of Yandere

"But!" Before Jian Ping could finish her words, He Xiao tapped her forehead and used the cat-transforming magic. Her tense muscles visibly softened, and she fell into his arms in confusion and reluctance.

"Meow~"

The cat-transforming magic is not only a game to amuse little Qingmei, but also a psychological suggestion to soothe her stressed state. When Jian Ping was a child, she could only lock herself in the room and curl up in the quilt when she was stressed.

Any sound, moving person or object would cause her to collapse and scream, running away at the top of her lungs.

If He Xiao and Jian Li hadn't played the cat-changing game with her, Apple would have had a mental breakdown long ago.

"Kitten, kitty, be obedient." He Xiao sang in a low voice, then handed the soft, meowing apple to Xi Nanfeng's arms and said, "I'm absolutely sure - at least I can come back."

At this point, Xi Nanfeng could only keep a wooden face and nod stiffly in agreement.

The blonde made way for the door and raised her hand gracefully, "A wise choice. Miss Zheng is not an unreasonable person. She just wants to have a cup of tea with Mr. He Xiao."

"I'll be back in the evening." He Xiao nodded and said, "No matter what! Your Miss Zheng had better keep it short."

Through her headphones, He Xiao didn't know whether the person on the other side was the so-called Miss Zheng, but at least she couldn't be weak in momentum. If people looked down on her, they would use the same methods they used to deal with cowards to deal with her.

Chapter 75: Seeing an old friend

The blonde woman had a very low-key business car parked downstairs. He Xiao sat in the back seat and asked her, "How long does it take to go there and back?"

"The journey will take less than an hour." The Rakshasa Beauty replied briefly: "You don't have to worry about your personal safety. Miss Zheng is reasonable."

She stepped on the accelerator, and with a humming sound, the engine roared and drove the car out. He Xiao felt the push on his back. No wonder she said that it would take only one hour to reach Jiangbai Garden on the outskirts of the city.

"You work for Miss Zheng? But I saw you looking for a job at an Internet cafe a while ago. Isn't this part of your job?"

He Xiao fastened his seat belt. The Rakshasa woman in the driver's seat was driving so fast but had no sense of safety at all. She didn't wear a seat belt and looked straight ahead with her chest puffed out.

Hearing He Xiao's question, the blonde beauty glanced at him in the rearview mirror and hesitated for a while, as if to confirm whether she could speak. Just when He Xiao thought she would remain silent, she answered softly.

"Yes, this is what Miss Zheng arranged for me to do. I was waiting for instructions around you. Unfortunately, the people here don't welcome me. They are not willing to let me do anything except being a prostitute."

She shrugged and said helplessly, "So I am unemployed now. I am living in a small hotel and trying to find a job with the money Miss Zheng gave me."

"So... you started looking for me a while ago?" He Xiao looked at her in the rearview mirror, blinking with interest, and asked with a frown, "Who is Miss Zheng?"

Even counting the memories of his previous life, He Xiao could only say that there were only a handful of daughters of heaven who could match this Rakshasa woman in appearance after traveling around the world.

One of them was the grown-up Ye Tangxin - the blonde beauty giggled when she saw the big boy looking at her without blushing at all, and the car drifted slightly as it flew forward.

He Xiao quickly said, "Can you drive slower?" If he let her laugh any longer, she might die on the road.

"Natalia Tesinkaya, this is my name. You'll have to talk to Miss Zheng in person about the rest." She restrained her smile, her red lips half-opened, and spoke in Russian, which He Xiao automatically transliterated into Chinese.

"Then I will call you Natalia." He Xiao let out a sigh.

"Mr. He Xiao, it's up to you. I am not important personally. What's important is Miss Zheng." Natalia turned the steering wheel and got on the ring road.

He Xiao remained silent. The first time he saw Natalia was when he went to the Internet cafe to return his mobile phone card after completing his second round of sports lottery betting.

In other words, Miss Zheng commissioned her to come and find herself just after the second successful speculation - that makes sense.

Miss Zheng saw through his dazzling cover-ups, and after the third bet, she was completely convinced that she was different from ordinary people, so she sent Natalia to deliver the invitation.

But the strange thing is that he is not a big shot, just a half-grown child in the old city. Why would Miss Zheng take the time to care about what a little kid does?

There was no conversation along the way, and soon we turned into a hidden winding mountain road. The narrow driveway suddenly opened up after passing through a tunnel.

The houses sitting on the hill are lined up along the hillside, hidden among the trees, facing the spring river that runs through Fuqiu. The water ripples and sparkles in the sunlight.

This is Jiang Bai Garden. He Xiao has heard the legend of this big garden from the old people. This garden has stood here for at least a hundred years, and no one has ever known who lives here.

This is actually a manifestation of power. Just like when the Lan Fang counterattacked China two hundred years ago, the Qing emperor fled and the Forbidden City was transformed into a museum.

The fact that Jiang Baiyuan could live forever and watch Fei Jing for a hundred years was enough to explain a lot of things - He Xiao had already made a plan. If the secret of rebirth could not be kept secret, he would have to choose the most powerful party to cooperate with.

"Ms. Jesinskaya, Mr. He Xiao, please follow me." The waitress came running over, and He Xiao realized that he had made a small mistake.

The Rakshasa people's surname comes at the end, and their given name comes first. Calling her Natalia seemed too intimate, but changing it now would make her seem petty.

He Xiao turned around and stared at this Rakshasa beauty. She had an extremely weird personality and now she was wearing her signature frog sunglasses.

I fought with her at the door of the room and almost stabbed her neck with a sword, but she was not angry at all. I was almost hit on the head by an apple and she didn't react at all. I drove at almost 200 kilometers per hour without wearing a seat belt, and I could still chat and laugh with her.

Either she is used to life-and-death fights, or she has no worries in her heart. No matter which situation it is, it makes people feel cold in their hearts, and makes people curious about who Miss Zheng is and who can drive such a strange person.

The waitress took He Xiao and Natalia through a complex of buildings that combined Chinese and Western styles, and finally stopped outside a square two-story building.

"Please come in, Mr. He Xiao."

There was something strange in the waitress's eyes. She was born in the big city of Lan Fang and was used to the profound Chinese style and the exquisite Western style. But when she came to Jiang Baiyuan for the first time, she was so surprised that she couldn't close her mouth.

But this teenager, who was born and raised in the old city of Fuqiu, did not show much surprise. Instead, he walked slowly and naturally to appreciate the scene, with his back straight and not the slightest bit of stage fright.

"Ms. Jesinskaya, Miss Zheng, please come in as well."

Natalia pointed at herself and spread her hands, "Okay, let's see if Miss Zheng has anything else to tell me."

He Xiao pushed the door open and walked in. The house was well-lit and bright. There were only three chairs and a small round table in the huge flat. A woman in a white dress with long fluttering hair, who was sitting upright in the north seat, stood up and faced him.

"Welcome, He Xiao." The legendary Miss Zheng could only be described as pretty. She looked tall due to her slender figure, with graceful brows and clear eyes. She looked to be in her early twenties and nodded slightly.

"Thank you for your hard work, Nata." He was very elegant and neither humble nor arrogant. He greeted himself and the beautiful Rakshasa as if he were meeting old friends.

In fact, it was an old friend - He Xiao had a strange expression on his face, looking at Miss Zheng as if he had seen a ghost. She noticed it and smiled, "Has He Xiao seen me before?"

"Indeed, I have seen her." He Xiao nodded and gently shook the hand she extended. Natalia, wearing sunglasses, chose a seat and sat down coolly without saying a word.

To be precise, he had met her in his previous life, but her name was not Zheng Xueyuan as on the invitation, but Zheng Fujin - his high school music teacher and the person who pushed him onto the path of music.

"Haha, that's normal. I often live in Fuqiu City. Sometimes I pass by you, He Xiao, but you remember me. It's fate that we meet here today."

Miss Zheng eased the awkwardness of the first meeting with a few words and began to pour tea without any airs, one cup each for He Xiao, Natalia and herself.

"It is indeed fate, but I want to know what Miss Zheng wants to say by sending her capable men to 'invite' me here." He Xiao took two sips and changed the subject.

Chapter 76 Rock Paper Scissors

The four words "capable general" are quite ironic. Sending Natalia, who has amazing fighting skills, to deliver the "invitation" seems to be a threat or coercion no matter how you look at it.

Even if Miss Zheng sent a big man in a suit, he would not draw his sword on the spot. It was because he knew that Natalia was so powerful that even Apple was shocked, so he reacted so violently.

"It's not like that." Zheng Xueyuan shook her head. Her long hair slid from her back to her chest with the movement. Unfortunately, there was only a low undulation under her long skirt, and her long black hair seemed a little weak along her exquisite curves.

With her soft hands, she put her long hair behind her head and explained, "The old town is a bit messy, and I can't find any close male friends, so I have to ask Nata to go there."

"Then I misunderstood you." He Xiao didn't completely believe it, but when he saw that face, he couldn't bear to say any more sarcastic words.

Miss Zheng Xueyuan, who is very likely the owner of Jiang Baiyuan, looks exactly like Zheng Fujin, his high school music teacher in his previous life.

He Xiao didn't think that Miss Zheng, who might have dozens of waitresses under her, would teach music in a high school, but who could tell whether rich people had a dream of educating people?

But his teacher Zheng Fujin was not a good-tempered person. Behind her face, which looked exactly like Miss Zheng's, she had a serious and wooden heart.

In order to allow him to concentrate on practicing the piano, she would drag herself to have a big quarrel with the head teacher, attracting dozens of teachers and students in the office to watch.

In order to allow him to use the piano training at school, she would hold an umbrella and sweat profusely at the school gate in the dog days of summer, while holding the key to open the door of the music classroom for herself.

In order to eat chilled watermelon after practicing the piano, she would run outside the school to buy it and then come back carrying such a heavy watermelon.

There are too many to list here. She is strict enough with herself and patient enough to help herself. Her kindness is so deep that it is hard to express in words.

Just when he won the World Youth Piano Championship, Zheng Fujin resigned and disappeared, leaving behind a piece of music score, begging him to complete it.

He worked hard on it for many years and the music score was almost complete, but there was no trace of the teacher anymore - he could not make the connection between the pampered Miss Zheng in front of him and the serious Teacher Zheng.

In terms of personality... they are two completely different people. He Xiao suppressed his inner excitement and did not show it on his face.

"I apologize if I have caused you any trouble." Zheng Xueyuan stood up and bowed.

Natalia on the side was stunned for the first time in her blue eyes. She advised, "Ms. Zheng..." She stood up and bowed deeply to him, "It's my fault. I misunderstood him and said something too harsh!"

"It's okay, I'm here as promised." Miss Zheng's attitude was so humble, but it was beyond He Xiao's expectation, and she waved her hand.

He thought of many situations, such as using all kinds of torture to force him to reveal the secret of hitting three out of three in the sports lottery, setting up professional lie detector equipment, and giving him a truth serum.

I just never thought of apologizing to him. This might be a good start of equal cooperation - or it might be a means of lowering one's posture and then suppressing him.

Regardless of the sincerity of the apology, could he really do anything to them?

It was just a psychological comfort. As for the worried elder sister and the frightened little childhood sweetheart... He Xiao gritted his teeth and decided that he would never forget them.

But Zheng Xueyuan's next words were unexpected: "He Xiao, I invited you to be my guest because I hope... we can become friends."

Friends? What is that... He Xiao replied vaguely: "Of course, we can definitely be friends." He can be friends with the old man in the old city, and with the gangsters. Anyway, calling each other friends doesn't cost money.

Zheng Xueyuan seemed to see the boy's contempt, sighed and nodded, then said: "Since we are friends, we should be sincere to each other, right?"

He is not a contracted pet in the game. He will obey completely as long as the contract is signed. He Xiao remained silent. Sincerity or something like that? The distance between strangers is really too far.

"He Xiao, I understand that you don't believe me. I was too hasty in inviting you here and scared you, so I will show my sincerity first." Zheng Xueyuan's eyes were clear and bright, and his toothless smile was confident and gentle.

She clenched her fingers into a fist, stretched out two fingers to make a pair of scissors, and finally stretched them all out, showing him her white palm.

"Rock, paper, scissors. Whoever loses has to answer a question." Zheng Xueyuan looked at He Xiao's ghostly gaze, blushed, and pursed her lips and said, "But I only know how to play paper."

Legend has it that in the primitive and ignorant times of mankind, two strangers who met in the wilderness would stretch out their fingers and show their palms to show that they were unarmed in order to prove their friendliness.

He Xiao doesn't care about winning or losing. Even if he loses, he won't tell everything. Maybe only Apple and Pear would seriously follow the rules after losing such a game?

Miss Zheng just wanted to communicate with each other in a comfortable environment, but that didn't stop him from wanting to take the initiative - he didn't believe that Zheng Xueyuan would make any move.

Both players play cloth at the same time, resulting in a draw.

Natalia covered her mouth and laughed in a disgusting way. Her voice was not as soft and charming as Jane Li's, but rather had a seductive and charming style.

"It seems that He Xiao thinks I will go back on my word and give him the stone." Zheng Xueyuan concluded, then reached out and held He Xiao's cloth: "It doesn't matter, shaking hands is also a form of friendship."

"He Xiao won." She smiled very gently, giving off a feeling of the big sister next door - but it was a pity that her chest was too flat.

Unlike the formal touch when entering the door, Miss Zheng held it tightly, and the two seemed to be connected by pulse and could feel each other's heartbeat.

"Then can I ask a question?" The unromantic boy loosened his hand and took advantage of the situation.

"I want to know how you found out about inviting me here." This question was asked in a confusing way. If Miss Zheng wanted to fool him, she could have just changed the topic to something else.

"Because someone is looking for you." But Zheng Xueyuan didn't. She held her cheek in distress, frowning.

"He Xiao, you've made a lot of money through upsets in sports betting." She stared into He Xiao's eyes, as if she wanted to express her sincerity, or perhaps she just wanted to find a flaw.

"You try to hide it in many ways, but they just need to watch in the background to know that the proportion of bets on upsets is not normal."

"The money they thought was in their pockets was taken away. The amount was not large, but if they don't find out, it will be like a sword of Damocles hanging over their heads."

"He Xiao, you are very restrained and only bet a few thousand yuan each time. But what if someone bets tens or hundreds of thousands at once? Should they cash out according to the odds?"

Zheng Xueyuan said meaningfully, and put a strand of hair behind her ear, seeming a little proud: "I protected you, He Xiao, and no one knows about this except me."

"But how do you know?" He Xiao stared at her intently, unable to resist asking, could she also be the operator of the international sports lottery? Otherwise, who would keep an eye on the cash flow?

She laughed like a silver bell, "That's another question. He Xiao, if you can beat me again, I will answer it."

Rock, Scissors, Paper! He Xiao threw a punch, but she chose to stretch her fingers as always. The lines on her palms looked like a big smiley face, proving the consequences of a young man's petty mind and a gentleman's belly.

Chapter 77 Friends Game

"I won!" Zheng Xueyuan smiled on his delicate face and looked at He Xiao expectantly. The young man picked up the teacup and took a sip: "Ask."

Whether or not to tell the truth is another matter.

But to be honest, chatting with Miss Zheng was actually quite relaxing. She probably came from a very noble family, but she was not arrogant and was very tactful in her dealings with others.

Even the waitress who brought him in had a hint of arrogance in her eyes, but He Xiao could not catch even a hint of arrogance in Miss Zheng's clear black and white pupils.

This was true even for Natalia, his subordinate.

"Well... I won't ask any particularly embarrassing questions, otherwise, He Xiao, you won't answer them seriously, right?"

Zheng Xueyuan stroked her chin with her fingers, thought for a moment, stretched her neck and moved closer mysteriously. She exuded a pleasant scent of incense, like the sandalwood she had smelled in a temple.

"He Xiao, do you believe that ghosts and gods exist in the world?"

This kind of question... He Xiao was stunned. He subconsciously wanted to say that he was an atheist, but hesitated for a moment. Rebirth was too fantastic, and he didn't dare to insist that ghosts and gods didn't exist.

But it was this moment of hesitation that made Zheng Xueyuan find the answer. He squinted his eyes and smiled and clapped his hands: "Right, He Xiao, you also think that ghosts and gods exist."

"So, He Xiao, you can predict the outcome of the game. Did you do that by using ghosts and gods?"

He Xiao raised his hand expressionlessly: "Then you have to win before I ask." Miss Zheng smiled slyly like a young girl: "I can only play cloth, so can He Xiao play stone?"