"Who knew that this kid, a big second-generation rich kid, would be afraid I'd renege on my promise! Who am I? The eldest son of the Qin family! How could I possibly skip a meal? So I waved my hand and told him that it was impossible, I would definitely not forget to treat him to a meal."
Lu Qingxue blinked and asked again, "Then what did he mean by pointing to the sky?"
Qin Huai replied, "What else could it mean? He asked me which day it was, and I made a peace sign to tell him it would be in a couple of days. He gave me an OK sign in return, indicating that he understood."
"It's that simple?"
"It's that simple."
"What is Chen Huaidong gesturing about now?"
Qin Huai shrugged and said, "Who knows about him? He probably just wanted to show off. After all, he's still young and a bit naive."
Lu Qingxue pouted, seeing Qin Huai putting on an old-fashioned act, she couldn't help but want to say a few words to him.
But before he could speak, his phone rang.
She pressed the answer button and said proactively, "JunJun, we've arrived. Good luck later... What? I'm coming right away!"
Lu Qingxue's expression changed, and she looked worried. After hanging up the phone, she said to Qin Huai, "Let's go backstage. Junjun is injured."
"Injuried?"
Qin Huai was stunned for a moment, then quickly followed Lu Qingxue backstage: "What's going on? Is it serious?"
"Your hand is injured. It's probably because you overdid it these past few days and strained your tendons. Don't you know medicine? Go and take a look at Junjun."
“Jun Jun is taking this performance very seriously. You must cure her, otherwise Jun Jun will be unable to perform on stage and will definitely be very sad.”
I'll try my best.
Qin Huai thought to himself, "What do I know about medicine? I should have known better than to brag."
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