When driver Lao Chen saw Bai Xiaoruo and Ji Shushu carrying suitcases and mats out of the school, he quickly went up to help the two girls carry them.
Ji Shushu handed her suitcase to Lao Chen, ran directly to the car, took out her phone, and first took pictures of the entire car, then took several pictures of the license plate from various angles. Bai Xiaoruo and Lao Chen were both a little confused. What was she going to do?
"Shushu, what are you doing?"
"Of course I need to keep evidence. Driver, I'm counting on you for my little Bai. You absolutely must get her home safely, or else, hmph, I'll send all these photos I took to the police station. Don't even think about trying anything funny!" Ji Shushu waved her phone in her hand.
Old Chen was both amused and exasperated. Did the young mistress's friend think of him as a bad person?
"Shushu, what are you saying?" Bai Xiaoruo scolded, wondering where Ji Shushu had come up with this idea.
"Xiaobai~ Society is so dangerous these days, you can't let your guard down. I'm going back to school now. Be sure to call me as soon as you get home, okay?" Ji Shushu reminded him again before leaving.
"Okay, I understand."
Watching Ji Shushu enter the school, Bai Xiaoruo looked apologetically at Old Chen beside her, "Uncle Chen, don't take it to heart, Shushu just doesn't understand the situation."
Bai Xiaoruo understood Ji Shushu's concern, but she couldn't tell her the truth for the time being, so she had to let her misunderstand for now.
"I understand. Young Madam, please get in the car, it's time for us to go back."
"good."
***
Xuan Mingyu hasn't been home for the past two days, so Bai Xiaoruo is quite comfortable on her own.
He continued eating and sleeping as usual, living a very comfortable life.
Every day, Bai Xiaoruo gets up early, eats the breakfast prepared by Aunt Qin, and then takes a small watering can to water the plants on the second-floor balcony and in the courtyard. Humming a song, she strolls around, and sometimes she will find scissors, pick some flowers with branches, sit in the rocking chair, carefully trim them, and then put them in a vase as decorations.
After lunch, Bai Xiaoruo would take a nap for one to two hours. After getting up, she would sit on the balcony, place a plant or decoration on it, ask Aunt Qin to find her a drawing board and watercolors, and then sit there attentively for the whole afternoon, slowly copying paintings.
That day, during dinner, Aunt Qin couldn't help but bring up the topic of returning to her parents' home after marriage to Bai Xiaoruo.
"Young Madam, tomorrow is the day you and Young Master return to your parents' home. Although I'm not quite sure if there's been any minor disagreement between you and Young Master, the return home is a big deal. You should call Young Master later to tell him."
"Returning to the bride's parents' home? What kind of home?"
"Young mistress, don't you know that a bride is required to visit her parents' home on the third day after her wedding?"
Going back to my parents' home...
Wouldn't that mean I'd have to see my father and stepmother's disgusted faces again?
"Okay, I understand. I'll call Mingyu in a bit."
"That's good."
She said she wanted to call Xuan Mingyu, but Bai Xiaoruo didn't have his phone number at all and didn't know how to bring it up.
I'll ask Butler Bi for the number later. I just don't know if he'll still be angry with me if I call so hastily, or if he'll be willing to go back to his parents' home with me tomorrow.
Since she didn't have a cell phone, Bai Xiaoruo had to sit in the living room and use the landline to call Xuan Mingyu.
After having Butler Bi write down Xuan Mingyu's private number on a piece of paper, Bai Xiaoruo dismissed everyone in the living room, clutched the paper tightly, took a deep breath, and then picked up the receiver to dial the number.
[Beep beep] Two beeps, and the call was quickly connected.
Just as Bai Xiaoruo was about to speak, the voice on the other end of the phone shocked her—
[Hello, who is this?] It wasn't Xuan Mingyu's voice, but a young woman's voice.
Who is it? Did Butler Bi give me the wrong number?
[Hello? Speak up, can you hear me?] The woman on the other end couldn't help but ask again.
Whose phone call was that?
Bai Xiaoruo was about to apologize and say she had dialed the wrong number before hanging up, but the next voice on the other end was one she knew all too well.
It was Hsien Ming-yu's voice; he was there.
Bai Xiaoruo was completely stunned.
The number is correct... However, it seems there are other people with Xuan Mingyu on the other end of the phone.
Not daring to think any further, Bai Xiaoruo hurriedly hung up the phone and got up to go upstairs.
Faced with the abruptly ended call, Lu Xinyao held her phone, completely bewildered. Was it a scam call? It didn't display a name or say anything; how strange.
The next second, the phone in her hand was snatched away by Xian Mingyu.
How did my phone end up with you?
The shirt underneath was stained by the red wine that Lu Xinyao handed him during dinner. Lu Xinyao kindly offered to buy a new one for Xian Mingyu, but then said she didn't know his size. It took a while to persuade him to go to the mall with her. While he went into the dressing room to change, Lu Xinyao offered to hold his coat for him. When Xian Mingyu came out after changing into his new shirt, he saw Lu Xinyao holding his phone.
His private phone contained all his privacy, and also many photos of him and Su Yuluo going out together in the past. Although he had already changed the screensaver from a photo of the two of them to a landscape picture, he still couldn't bear to delete the photos in the album, and was afraid that someone would see them.
"I just heard my phone ring, and I was worried it might be an important call I might miss, so I answered it for you... Mingyu, don't be angry, I didn't mean to~"
Lu Xinyao grabbed Xian Mingyu's arm affectionately.
"Just bring me any important calls you make."
Xuan Mingyu directly brushed Lu Xinyao's hand away from his arm. He seemed to really dislike being touched, and Lu Xinyao felt slightly embarrassed by his cold behavior.
"Mingyu, I..."
"This will not be repeated."
Xuan Mingyu took his coat back from Lu Xinyao, put it on, and prepared to pay the bill.
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