Ch 5: Friend Request—Old Stick-in-the-Mud

Lu Qi looked at the computer screen, where the location had long since disappeared. He couldn’t find a trace, and his whole person slumped.

“…Fifth Master, I tried my best.”

The other party used an overseas number; no information could be found, and the number could no longer be reached…

“Our people are almost here. Once they arrive, we’ll search high and low to find the person.” Lu Qi’s hope rekindled, but it was more of self-comfort.

This place is crowded; finding someone isn’t that easy.

“Go back.”

The man spoke, his emotions indistinguishable.

“Then I’ll take you back to rest first.”

Lu Qi drove around a corner. His sharp eyes caught sight of a little guy on the roadside at a street food stall, eating with gusto and oil dripping from his mouth.

Lu Qi blinked twice, stared again and again, and still thought it looked like him, before daring to speak: “…Fifth Master, look at that, doesn’t it look like Young Master Jingyuan?”

Lu Xixiao, who was resting with his eyes closed in the back seat, heard this, opened his eyes to look out the car window, and upon seeing the small person, his expression turned slightly stern.

Lu Qi: “It really is Young Master Jingyuan. How could he be eating here? Where’s Lu Wu? Who is that girl?”

Lu Xixiao was about to get out of the car, but when he saw the little guy nodding repeatedly at the girl and toasting with her with soy milk, he stopped his movement to open the car door.

The grilled skewers arrived.

Wen Li took a skewer of non-spicy sausages for the little guy: “Careful, it’s hot.”

The little guy ate everything, and his face was full of novelty. He sputtered slightly from the spice, his little face flushed, eating one bite of food and three sips of milk.

Wen Li wanted to laugh: “Didn’t you eat dinner?”

The little guy nodded.

“Did you eat or didn’t you eat?”

The little guy nodded again.

“….” Wen Li couldn’t help but say: “Are you not talkative or are you developmentally delayed?”

Two years old, able to send text messages, smarter than other children of the same age, yet he had never heard him say a word other than “um.”

The little guy held a spoon, as if thinking about how to answer, his eyes, wet from the spice, looking at Wen Li.

After a long while, he mumbled his lips, but still didn’t speak.

At this time, Wen Li’s mobile phone rang again.

Seeing the incoming call, she pondered for a moment before answering.

“Have you settled down in Beijing?”

Lu Yu’s voice, though weary, was gentle.

Wen Li: “Mm.”

Lu Yu smiled, relieved: “That’s good.”

Mingcheng is remote, and the village where Wen Li lives is even more inconvenient to reach. Her dangerous condition, which could flare up at any time, made living in Mingcheng too worrying.

Lu Yu persuaded again: “Really not going to the hospital?”

Wen Li: “I know my own condition. I’ll be careful. Don’t worry, Jiang Yingbai is watching me through the internet.”

Having been discharged from the hospital for only half a month, Wen Li didn’t want to go back so soon.

“Okay.” Lu Yu understood her temper and could only promise her: “Wait for me, I will definitely not let anything go wrong with the surgery.”

Listening to his weary voice, Wen Li wanted to say something, but being not good with words, she only responded: “Mm.”

Even if she did say something, Lu Yu wouldn’t listen at this time.

Lu Qi held his phone: “Fifth Master, I’ve asked Lu Wu. That girl met Young Master Jingyuan at a toy store half a month ago. Young Master Jingyuan took the initiative to ask for her contact information, and today, Young Master Jingyuan also took the initiative to ask her out. However, Lu Wu hasn’t checked the girl’s identity yet. He thought there wouldn’t be a follow-up… I’ll immediately arrange someone to check.”

Lu Qi continued to make phone calls while looking at the street food stall.

A chance encounter?

He didn’t believe it.

Who would want to go out at night to play with a two-year-old child who doesn’t talk? Especially such a beautiful girl.

Accompanying her in play and treating her to food.

Over the years, countless women have tried to get close to his Fifth Master, using various methods. Targeting Young Master Jingyuan is not exactly a new approach… taking her to a street food stall is a new approach.

She’s the first one to succeed.

She’s quite something.

“Fifth Master, should I go pick up Young Master Jingyuan?”

Seeing that Lu Xixiao was just watching without responding, Lu Qi shut his mouth.

While eating, the little guy took out his phone, fiddled with it for a while, and then handed it to Wen Li with both hands.

Wen Li glanced at the screen; it was a WeChat QR code.

“What does this mean? Want me to add you?”

The little guy nodded.

“Who is it? Your parent?”

He nodded again.

Wen Li said while eating, her tone lazy but patient: “Parents? Siblings?”

The little guy shook his head.

Wen Li: “Grandparents?”

The little guy pondered for two seconds, then nodded.

“No.”

Rejected mercilessly, the little guy felt sad but didn’t give up. Instead, he tried his best to stretch out his little arm and pushed the phone towards Wen Li again, his bright black eyes full of expectation.

Wen Li: “Why add? Your phone will be confiscated?”

The little guy didn’t speak, just holding up his phone.

Wen Li looked at the soft, handsome, and cute little face and finally reluctantly picked up her phone to scan the code.

She wanted to fool him, but the little guy slyly watched her operation, so she had to send a friend request to the other party.

Seeing the other party’s colorless avatar and simple WeChat name “Lu,” it should be the little guy’s grandfather.

She had quite a few old men in her WeChat, afraid of getting them mixed up, she added a note before adding the friend: 【Old Stick-in-the-Mud】

Lu Qi couldn’t help but mutter softly: “What is he doing?”

The next second, Lu Xixiao’s phone vibrated.

He seemed to sense something, took it out, and saw a red dot light up in his WeChat contacts—【Wen Li has requested to add you as a friend】

Lu Xixiao turned off his phone and looked back at the little guy, then naturally shifted his gaze to Wen Li.

The girl had a high ponytail, a slender neck, and clear lines. She wore simple casual clothes, every move exuding a lazy relaxation. Her skin was very white, so white that it had an unhealthy, sickly feeling. Her side profile had a gentle beauty that was not aggressive, her back was thin, making her collarbone even more prominent.

She was eye-catching from head to toe.

This scrutiny was too aggressive. Wen Li picked up her drink, using it as a cover to bring it to her mouth, her gaze scanning her surroundings inconspicuously.

Lu Xixiao thus saw her full face.

Her face was small, her features large, a bright and flamboyant beauty. Coupled with her sharp temperament, she was very lethal, making her gentle side profile deceptive.

Wen Li noticed that the little guy’s driver’s white Bentley was gone, and a black Maybach with its windows closed had appeared.

The little guy had finished eating and was feeding Hei Junjiang dried meat.

Wen Li had a few bites left, almost finished.

Before she finished eating, a few ruffians swaggered over, carrying chairs: “Don’t mind if we share a table?”

A few catcalls sounded, and the smell of smoke wafted over.

“Beauty, out for a late-night snack with your little brother? Your little brother is so cute, this little outfit… so handsome.”

The leader of the thugs grinned, showing his yellow teeth, acting familiar: “Just eating this little? It’s still early. Come, brother treats you.”

He took the menu and said generously: “Order whatever you want.”

Wen Li didn’t raise her head, saying neither lightly nor heavily: “Scram.”

Not only did it not have a deterrent effect, but it made them even more excited, giggling: “The beauty has quite a personality.”

“Our Hao Ge doesn’t mean anything else, he just likes to make friends with beautiful women, especially beautiful women like you.”

This thug also had the audacity to pat the toy on the chair.

“That’s right, making friends with our Hao Ge won’t hurt you.”

The thugs’ voices grew louder and louder. Many people, including the shop owner, noticed the situation at this table, but none of them dared to be the first to step forward, as these thugs did look troublesome.

Wen Li slowly put down her chopsticks, her expression turning cold. She couldn’t move much lately, and there was a child opposite her.

The little guy hugged Hei Junjiang, his little face tense.

Wen Li was thinking about how to get rid of these flies when the thug leader, seemingly courting death, blew a puff of smoke towards Wen Li.