Chapitre 29: Chapter 29
Éditeur: Dragon Boat Translation
On the other side, in Fu Youhan's car—
"Uncle, I didn't mean to get into a fight on purpose, I just couldn't stand what Lin Xian did! A full-grown man spiking a girl's drink and not to mention, shirking responsibility!"
Ling Ye was sitting in the middle of the back seat with Fu Youhan and Jiang Moxi respectively on either side.
However, this car's back seat was very spacious, and even with three adults sitting there, it was quite roomy.
After getting in the car, Ling Ye had been busy explaining to Fu Youhan.
But the "Uncle" that he called Fu Youhan made Jiang Moxi quite surprised, giving him a couple of curious looks.
Perhaps Jiang Moxi's bewilderment was obvious, and Ling Ye quickly realized this, hurrying to say:
"Moxi, I forgot to introduce you. This is my uncle, Fu Youhan, known as Third Master Fu by the people of Yan City."
Jiang Moxi frowned and took a brief glance at Fu Youhan before saying, "Isn't your surname Ling?"
"My parents divorced, and I took my mother's surname," Ling Ye explained.
Jiang Moxi suddenly understood.
She had just thought that Fu Youhan had specifically come to the station to pull her out and by the way, helped Ling Ye as well.
Now it seemed that she was the incidental one.
No wonder, right after Ling Ye opened the car door, he sat down next to Fu Youhan as if it were only natural!
However, this was also good as she didn't have to owe Fu Youhan another favor.
When Jiang Moxi looked away, Ling Ye was still introducing her to Fu Youhan:
"Uncle, this is Jiang Moxi from my school. When my mom had a car accident and was in the hospital, and I was in a flurry, it was her who drove me there."
Ever since Ling Ye left the Fu family with Ling Yinan, apart from occasional visits back to see his grandparents, he hadn't really been involved in their circle.
He also hadn't had much interaction with people like Fu Yiming.
So he didn't know that Jiang Moxi had previously been engaged to Fu Yiming, nor did he know that Jiang Moxi knew Fu Youhan.
"Really…" Fu Youhan looked indifferent, but his gaze, from the corner of his eye, fell on Jiang Moxi.
Was that spiked drink from Lin Xian and his company?
Did he drive to pick up Ling Ye to take him to the hospital?
So... was it all a misunderstanding?
But Jiang Moxi kept gazing out of the car window at the scenery, not glancing at him again.
It wasn't until the car was about to reach a bus stop that she spoke, "I'll get off here."
Ling Ye urged her, "Moxi, where do you live? Let's take you home directly."
"No need, I have a part-time job tonight."
Jiang Moxi refused.
At first, she had yearned for that kind of home.
But later she came to understand that in that home, she would always be an outsider.
So now, the less she returned, the better.
Chi Jing glanced at Fu Youhan through the rearview mirror, noting his indifferent demeanor.
Thinking back, both Jiang Moxi and Fu Youhan, in front of Ling Ye, had not interacted with each other, as if they really were strangers.
And so, Chi Jing stepped on the brakes.
Soon, Jiang Moxi got off and entered the bus shelter, and the business car drove away from the spot.
In the car, Ling Ye was still talking to Fu Youhan about something amusing.
Fu Youhan responded sporadically, but his gaze incessantly watched through the car mirror the heavily made-up girl.
Until the car drove off far enough, the girl's figure shrank to a dot and disappeared…
*
On this Saturday evening, Jiang Moxi, after finishing her part-time job at Night Color, ran into a group of girls dressed in Lolita skirts.
They had just come out of Night Color too, each reeking of alcohol.
"I've just realized that those hundred-thousand-yuan bottles of alcohol really do taste different compared to what we buy from the supermarket."
"It's still thanks to Ling Hua, without her, we really wouldn't have had the chance to drink such wine."
"Thank Ling Hua? The person you should really be thanking is me."
"Yeah yeah yeah, Yang Fei deserves the most thanks from us!"
When Jiang Moxi passed by those girls, she glanced at the girl named Yang Fei, seeing her dressed in a pink Lolita skirt, which seemed vaguely familiar.
At that moment, another girl in a black Lolita dress with rather dark makeup rushed up to the girls.
"Why did you order so much alcohol? Didn't we agree not to spend more than 300,000 tonight?"
Instead of apologizing, Yang Fei pushed her away: "Didn't you say you'd pick up the tab since it's my birthday treat tonight? If you're reluctant to treat, you shouldn't have offered in the first place."
Jiang Moxi looked at the girl in the black Lolita dress, along with Yang Fei's remark "I treat, you pay," and suddenly remembered she had seen these two at the hospital.
The girl in the black Lolita dress was Ling Ye's sister, Ling Hua.
And now, Ling Hua was still trying to explain to the Lolita dressed girls:
"I'm not reluctant to treat, it's just that over 500,000 yuan really exceeds my limit. I can't settle the bill now!"
The staff from Night Color and the security were still following her, worried she might bail on the bill.
For Ling Hua, who had never experienced such an ordeal, she was frightened by the prospect of being unable to pay the bill, getting beaten up, and even sent to the police station.
But Yang Fei just said matter-of-factly:
"If you can't settle the bill, then find someone who can help you settle it. We're going home to sleep, as we still have to go to school tomorrow."
Then, she left with her other girlfriends.
No matter how much Ling Hua screamed or yelled, they didn't even turn their heads back.
Therefore, Ling Hua had no choice but to brace herself and face the people of Night Color alone.
"I only have about 300,000 yuan here. Can you let me run a tab and I'll pay you back once I have the money?"
After all, she was just a teenager experiencing such a predicament for the first time and was on the verge of tears.
But the staff member from Night Color said, "Sorry, we don't have a precedent for running tabs. If you really can't pay, we'll have to call the police."
"Please don't call the police, okay? What if I work here as a waitress to pay off the debt?"
Ling Hua tried to bargain.
But she saw the security guard take out his phone, ready to call the police.
Just as Ling Hua was about to cry out of desperation, Jiang Moxi stepped forward.
"Don't call the police. Put it on my account for now; I'll vouch for her."
"Miss Jiang?"
The security and staff recognized Jiang Moxi because she was the one Young Master Ye personally promoted to the ninth floor.
And according to the waitress Yu Na, Jiang Moxi was also Third Master Fu's niece.
With these two connections, they weren't worried about the money slipping away.
"But we have never had such a precedent at Night Color."
"I'll explain the situation to Young Master Ye."
Jiang Moxi was willing to guarantee for Ling Hua, also because she herself was Fu Youhan's niece.
As long as she explained the situation to him, the money wouldn't be lost.
With Jiang Moxi's words, the staff member readily agreed, allowing Ling Hua to pay the 300,000 yuan she had in her card first, with the remaining 200,000 yuan to be put on the tab.
After settling everything, Jiang Moxi thought of Fu Youhan, who was still on the ninth floor, and prepared to go find him.
But at this moment, Ling Hua followed her.
"Thank you."
"Don't mention it, I'm just repaying a favor to your younger uncle," Jiang Moxi said candidly.
Yes, her main reason for helping Ling Hua was actually to seize the opportunity to repay the favor she owed to Fu Youhan.
But Ling Hua was somewhat surprised, "You know who my younger uncle is?"
Because of Ling Yinan's deliberate concealment, few people in Yan City knew about their siblings' connection with the Fu Family.
And since both siblings were rather proud, they wouldn't boast about being part of the Fu Family.
That's why she was even more astonished—how could Jiang Moxi, this stranger, know who her younger uncle was.
"I not only know who your younger uncle is, but I also know your brother Ling Ye."
Jiang Moxi, thinking of how those girls had disregarded Ling Hua's wellbeing earlier, added one more piece of advice:
"In the future, try not to associate with those people."
But Ling Hua's expression immediately dimmed: "But besides them, no one else wants to be my friend."
-- Cadeau
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