A few days later, the day to go for the memorial service finally arrived.
"You all went out to play without me, I'm so upset."
After learning that Yi Qingju was going out with Qi Weiran for a few days, Little Milk Bun was extremely unhappy.
Yi Qingju picked him up, wiped the milk stains from the corner of his mouth, and coaxed him, "I'll bring you a gift when I come back, okay?"
Upon hearing this, Little Milk Bun's eyes twinkled and he said, "Then I want a little pet."
She asked in confusion, "But don't you have Xiao Hua?"
He pouted, "That's your pet's child, not my pet. Now in this whole family, apart from me and Auntie Zhang, even my uncle has a turtle!"
Qi Xinian looked at Qi Weiran, who was feeding a small piece of smoked meat to the turtle on the table, with an accusing gaze.
[Really, that's my turtle.]
"Okay, what kind do you want?" Yi Qingju gave in.
Qi Xinian said proudly, "Something small in size, doesn't make noise, doesn't need me to accompany it, and has no smell."
Upon hearing these conditions, Qi Weiran unconsciously frowned.
How could there be such a pet in the world?
But unexpectedly, Yi Qingju readily agreed.
Seeing this, Qi Xinian was delighted, and his initial reluctance turned into asking "When are you leaving?" every minute.
Today, she purposely changed into a black dress and only applied light makeup, fully showing respect for the deceased.
As she got into the car, Qi Weiran suddenly asked her, "What kind of pet are you going to give Xinian?"
What species could be small in size, doesn't make noise, doesn't need company, and has little smell?
Evidently, Yi Qingju didn't expect him to ask this, and she immediately lowered her head shyly and said, "An Alipay chick."
Qi Weiran: "......"
He never expected that.
After getting into the car, Yi Qingju put her bag of snacks aside and asked, "Sir, where are we going?"
Qi Weiran took his gaze off his phone and answered, "We'll first fly to X City. The person is buried there."
Yi Qingju was stunned.
That far!?
The distance between X City and S City spans an entire national map, and although X City has only developed in recent years, it's still just a second-tier city known for its natural scenic beauty.
[Qi Weiran was actually taken so far away at that time!]
Yi Qingju couldn't help but think.
However, Qi Weiran wasn't surprised that she knew about this incident. After all, Yi Qingju had been with the Qi family for so many years, so it was impossible for her not to know anything, especially since this wasn't a secret.
"Sir, that friend of yours must have been very important to you," she said, her eyes flickering.
[Did you bring enough hell money? If not, I can add some more from my wallet. Being taken that far away and still able to return alive, this is more than just saving your life. She also saved my inheritance! Without her, there would be no inheritance now!]
[Stop talking, from now on she's not your white moonlight anymore, she's mine.]
[Huh? Why are you looking at me like that? Did I get something on my face?]
Perhaps Qi Weiran's surprise was too obvious, as Yi Qingju seemed to have noticed something.
Reining in his emotions, Qi Weiran smiled faintly, "Yes, important."
But not as important as you.
If Yi Qingju was willing to pay for it, in a sense, did that mean he had a little success?
The sound of a ringtone suddenly interrupted Qi Weiran's thoughts.
Yi Qingju glanced at it, and he caught her red-handed, so she explained, "It's Feng Yisheng's call."
She nodded and smiled with an "mm."
[Oh no, was I that obvious? I need to practice my expressions.]
As if afraid she wouldn't believe him, Qi Weiran actually put the call on speakerphone.
"What is it?" he said.
Feng Yisheng's mysterious voice came through the phone's speaker, "Hey old Qi, you're on your way, right?"
Qi Weiran: "Yeah."
"Let me tell you, a patient asked me an academic question today, and I couldn't answer him. Help me think about it."
Based on their many years of friendship, Qi Weiran's instinct told him that this was likely not going to be a good question. He wanted to turn off the speakerphone, but when he glanced at Yi Qingju's bright, curious eyes, he stopped.
"Go on," he said again.
That's when Feng Yisheng asked, "If I eat my own feces, am I the producer, the consumer, or the decomposer?"
The car fell into silence.
[You're a lone warrior......] Yi Qingju looked pained.
Qi Weiran: I knew it.
"You should quit. I'll allow you to sell low-rise shorts."
There was silence on the other end for a few seconds.
"Then ask Miss Yi for me where the suppliers are around here."
Yi Qingju was just enjoying the show when she suddenly heard her name mentioned.
[No, no, don't involve me! How would I know about such things?]
But unexpectedly, Qi Weiran gave her a meaningful look and replied, "Yeah, if there's a chance."
Then he hung up the phone.
Yi Qingju said quietly, "Sir, I don't know."
[I swear on your inheritance, I respect the way of the chicken.]
Qi Weiran smiled and nodded, "Yeah, I believe you."
[You believe me again.]
"I remember your father used to be in the clothing business."
He suddenly changed the subject.
Yi Qingju nodded blankly, "Yes."
Crossing one leg over the other leisurely, he fixed his amber eyes on hers, his tone light with a hint of bewitchment as he asked, "When did he switch careers?"
That was eighteen years ago, which would normally mean it happened when she was five years old. So who was that orphanage director who said overalls make children grow shorter?
Yi Qingju hesitated for a moment, racking her brain for the original owner's memories, then shook her head, "I don't remember. I only heard them mention it after I grew up."
This answer was actually very normal since a five-year-old child is usually at the age of boundless imagination, so how could they remember such things?
Seeing her perfectly normal reaction, Qi Weiran simply nodded, a brief dark flicker in his eyes, "Yeah, I just suddenly remembered."
Yi Qingju didn't understand why he suddenly asked about this.
[His memory is too good, he remembers everything Yi did when she was young.]
[So he really doesn't remember the 'sister' incident when he was drunk?]
Qi Weiran: "......"
You better remember that incident for the rest of your life.
After arriving at the Qi family's private airport, as soon as Yi Qingju got out of the car, the bodyguards immediately surrounded her and Qi Weiran.
The person who originally wanted to rush over: "......"
He lowered his gaze to conceal his malicious eyes, then called out pitifully, "Help me! Help me!"
Yi Qingju followed the voice and looked over—
But she was blocked by a human wall, unable to see anything.
"Sir," she turned to Qi Weiran.
Seeing this, Qi Weiran nodded and gestured for the bodyguards to let the person out.
A young man dressed in tattered and dirty clothes stood not far away. When he saw an opening, he rushed towards Qi Weiran, but was grabbed by the bodyguards before he could get close.
Under the watchful gaze of the group of men in black, he could only say awkwardly, "I'm a university student from X City. My money was scammed, can you lend me some money or help me buy a ticket to X City?"
Upon hearing X City, Qi Weiran almost wanted to sneer coldly.
How could there be so many coincidences in this world?
It was just that there were too many people with ulterior motives.
He was about to have the bodyguards throw the person out when unexpectedly, Yi Qingju suddenly spoke up, "It's okay."
Qi Weiran was taken aback.
She shouldn't have fallen for it that easily—
"I've already called the police for you. If you have any trouble, find a police officer," Little Milk Bun smiled, revealing his big white teeth in the sunlight.
The young man: "......"
He tied the reins, rode the horse, and galloped away.....
