Qin Muyang: "Quick, quick, quick."
Fu Yunli: "Voice message — Qin Muyang, were you kicked in the head by a donkey? Not sleeping in the middle of the night, why do you want my entire family's phone numbers?"
Qin Muyang: "Never mind that, it's a matter of utmost importance. A brother helps you out with all his heart, and when your brother needs you, you should also quietly help out."
Probably because sleepiness won over the urge to chat further with this lunatic, Fu Yunli simply sent over the phone numbers of his eldest brother and mother, then hugged the fragrant, soft woman in his arms and fell back to sleep.
Qin Muyang waited for a long time, but didn't receive the number he actually wanted.
Ten minutes later.
He had no choice but to bite the bullet and call him back, "Brother, you missed one."
With that, he quickly hung up.
Fu Yunli: "60-second voice message — Qin Muyang, I'll screw your grandfather, ..."
Hearing the beginning, Qin Muyang knew there was no need to keep listening; it wasn't anything nice.
Fu Yunli: "There are only two people in my house besides me, who else could I have missed? Call again and I'll block you."
Qin Muyang awkwardly typed: "Li Qianqian."
Fu Yunli: "?"
Qin Muyang: "If you don't give it to me, you'll regret it."
Fu Yunli sat up with a start like a patient on the brink of death. He gripped his phone tightly, feeling rather emotional. Heaven knows how hard it was for him to keep his composure these past few days seeing Li Qianqian's spending records on his credit card.
He lived frugally outside every day, but she had it good, swiping millions at Huangchao in a single night!
If not for his shares and his goddess, he wouldn't have been able to hold back for so long.
Fu Yunli: "Did you find something out? What did Li Qianqian do? Can I go back?"
Holding his phone, Qin Muyang knew how badly Brother Yunli wanted to get rid of Li Qianqian, to the point of faking his death even if it meant giving up his property.
Too bad he hadn't found out anything at all, and had even been played by Li Qianqian!
Being someone who cared so much about his pride, how could he possibly admit to that.
Qin Muyang: "Just tell me whether you're giving it to me or not."
This time Fu Yunli was much more straightforward, sending over a string of numbers without hesitation.
Looking at the chat window that kept buzzing—all coming from Fu Yunli—Qin Muyang simply set him to Do Not Disturb.
He entered that string of numbers, but hesitated for a long time before pressing call. If Li Qianqian answered later, what should he say?
Ask about the photos?
No, that would make it look like he was dying to see them.
Ask why she deactivated her account?
No, that would make it look like he cared a lot.
Qin Muyang thought until his brain felt like it was about to explode, yet he still couldn't come up with a proper plan. So he threw caution to the wind, gritted his teeth, and called directly.
The ringing sound of the call connecting was accompanied by his pounding heartbeat.
Qin Muyang had never been this nervous in his entire life, but what he got was a call that went unanswered.
"Li, Qian, Qian!"
He had thought of every possible outcome, except that Li Qianqian would actually have her phone on silent!
In the middle of the night, there was no way he could run over to the Fu family residence.
Furious, Qin Muyang didn't sleep the entire night. He deleted all the photos Li Qianqian had sent him, then opened videos of other female streamers and watched them for a long time.
In the end, he went back to the trash bin and restored every single one of Li Qianqian's photos.
With two massive dark circles under his eyes, Qin Muyang told himself that this was one of the pieces of evidence proving Li Qianqian's poor moral character, so how could he possibly delete it.
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The next morning, early.
When Li Qianqian finished breakfast and headed out, she happened to run into Fu Huaishan, who was also heading to the company.
"Morning, Eldest Brother."
"Morning," Fu Huaishan acknowledged. Walking one after the other, they saw the driver had already parked the car at the entrance of the villa.
The moment he pulled open the car door, he suddenly turned back to look at the woman behind him. "Heading to the branch office?"
"Yes."
"Get in."
"No need, I've already asked Xiaolin to drive over and pick me up," Li Qianqian tactfully declined, thinking to herself that she needed to find the time to get her driver's license.
Otherwise, having a garage full of luxury cars that she could only look at and not drive was such a pity.
She certainly knew how to drive; it was just that the original owner didn't have a license.
"It's on the way, I have something to say to you." Fu Huaishan stepped back a bit, resting his arm against the car door.
"Alright." Hearing his last sentence, Li Qianqian couldn't refuse, so she bent down and got into the car, sending a message to Xiaolin.
Fu Huaishan walked around to the other side. Two large bags were placed under the car seat, and shirts could be faintly seen inside.
The man handed over a letter he was holding. "Returning it to its rightful owner. I won't pursue the matter of the shirt any further, but I hope this kind of thing won't happen again."
Li Qianqian reached out and took it, seeing that it was a confession letter: "To Qianqian, from Huaishan."
Li Qianqian: "..."
She could practically dig a three-bedroom house with her toes. So Eldest Brother had known all along that she was the one who took the shirt.
"Eldest Brother knew it was me, why did you..."
"You are a member of the Fu family, so I must protect you in front of outsiders. It's best to visit places like Huangchao less often; don't abuse your body just because you're feeling desperate."
Fu Huaishan sighed, patiently lecturing her like an elder.
"Mhm." Li Qianqian had mixed feelings inside; Fu Huaishan was a good elder brother.
For Li Qianqian, the entire ride was awkward, though fortunately Eldest Brother had no interest in giving a lengthy lecture.
Upon arriving at the Rose Entertainment building, Li Qianqian expressed her thanks and hurriedly got out of the car to leave.
"Morning, Sister Qianqian." The receptionist smiled like the spring breeze.
"Morning."
Li Qianqian lifted her foot and walked toward the corner, only to hear a few voices talking inside the practice room.
"Baichi, congratulations, you're about to bag another major IP. The male lead in Epiphyllum is yours, right? I'm so envious of you, talented and handsome!"
"Ah, actually it's quite boring, such an uncompetitive role. If my sister hadn't begged me to help out, I wouldn't be willing to take on such a bootlicking role anyway."
Li Baichi's swaggering tone drew envy and jealousy from those around him.
Still, outwardly they continued to flatter him. "Yes, yes, Brother Baichi is so bankable. Asking you to do this kind of youth idol drama is simply using a sledgehammer to crack a nut."
"Brother Baichi, I heard there are still a few minor roles with plenty of lines in Epiphyllum that are vacant. What do you think of us brothers? When the time comes, you can take care of us a bit over there."
A few of them ingratiatingly massaged his shoulders and beat his legs for him.
"What's so hard about that? Later I'll have a word with my sister and arrange some important male number-whatever roles for you guys."
Li Baichi crossed his hands behind his head and leaned back, completely unbothered by the fact that he had just argued with Li Qianqian yesterday.
"Brother Baichi is awesome!"
"That's our Brother Baichi!"
"With such a big deal, shouldn't we go out and celebrate tonight?"
The few of them spoke insincerely while starting to plot how to take advantage of him, though in their hearts they felt absolute disdain. So what if she has a good sister, what's so great about that?
"Fine, it's my treat. Call everyone along, just don't invite Pei Jin—such a pathetic sight, looking at him ruins my appetite!"
Li Baichi spoke without hesitation. He was usually extravagant with his money, and his own salary had long since dwindled to almost nothing.
However, Li Qianqian had also given him a secondary card with an unlimited limit, so he felt no pressure at all.
"Understood, understood!"
Li Qianqian heard every single word of this conversation. The corner of her mouth curved up slightly, and she turned and walked toward the elevator.
Entering her office, she first made a call to Assistant Gu, requesting that her secondary card be deactivated.
Then she immersed herself in work, until someone suddenly kicked the door open.
Li Baichi kicked the door shut again and strode over to sit on the sofa, remaining sullenly silent.
If Shushu hadn't constantly persuaded him to lower his pride and endure it, telling him that filming for Epiphyllum was about to start and he couldn't let Pei Jin benefit, he wouldn't have been willing to come over at all.
In his view, since he was willing to stoop to actively seeking Li Qianqian out, she ought to be overjoyed.
Therefore, he couldn't lower his face to speak first. He was waiting—waiting for Li Qianqian to coax him, apologize, and proactively present his things to him.