Lin Yu couldn't help but ask:
"Why not just explain this kind of thing clearly?"
"Maybe it wasn't convenient to explain before, but surely it can be said now?"
"Rongrong is such a magnanimous person, she would definitely understand!"
Many misunderstandings between people can actually be cleared up in just a few words.
Lin Yu couldn't figure it out.
Why wouldn't the people involved just speak up?
They just let the misunderstandings continue, each acting as if they were the one who had been deeply hurt.
Hmmm...
Hard to understand.
Moreover.
Something even Shen Jiuyi knew about could hardly be considered a secret.
Otherwise.
How could the real situation have leaked out?
Shen Jiuyi shook her head and speculated:
"I'm not sure either. Maybe Huang Feiya just didn't want to talk about it."
"Or maybe she didn't want the relationship between Rongrong and Old Huang to get even worse."
"Things that weren't said back then, there's probably even less desire to explain them now."
Lin Yu understood a little bit better now.
Analyzing Shen Jiuyi's words.
The Queen of Dirty Jokes didn't have a harmonious relationship with her dad.
It would be a miracle if the father-daughter relationship was good, considering this Old Man Huang could come up with such a damaging method to discipline his daughter.
"Little Jiu, so... how did you find out about this?"
"Did Sister Hong tell you?"
Lin Yu took the opportunity to ask.
Shen Jiuyi looked at Lin Yu and replied:
"Sister Hong doesn't know either. Old Huang told me two years ago."
"He asked me to tell Rongrong about what happened back then if I ever had the chance in the future."
Lin Yu: "..."
Was the relationship between the Huang father and daughter really that bad?
They even needed an outsider to pass on a message.
Does Old Huang even have a brain?
Wasn't he worried that telling her would make their relationship even worse?
Finding a suitable opportunity...
It seemed Shen Jiuyi hadn't found one in two years.
She probably didn't interact much with Huang Feiya, so there weren't many opportunities.
Recently.
Their paths crossed with Huang Feiya again, which might be a good time to explain.
Wait, that's not right...
"Little Jiu, are you scheming against me?"
Lin Yu suddenly realized something was amiss and asked Shen Jiuyi.
Shen Jiuyi looked away, not daring to meet Lin Yu's eyes directly.
It was definitely hard for Shen Jiuyi to bring up the Huang family's private matters.
Consequently, she had never found the right moment.
With Shen Jiuyi's tight-lipped personality, she had kept the secret for Old Huang for so long.
Today, when Lin Yu was completely unaware and she could have easily glossed over it without mentioning a thing.
Shen Jiuyi actually told him the truth?
Wasn't it glaringly obvious that she wanted to use Lin Yu's mouth to tell the Queen of Dirty Jokes the truth!
The people involved didn't even think it was a big deal.
It had absolutely nothing to do with Lin Yu.
Why would he go out of his way to gossip and talk nonsense?
Little Jiu's little ulterior motives were exposed by Lin Yu on the spot.
For a moment.
Her eyes dodged Lin Yu's probing gaze.
Her thoughts were exactly as Lin Yu had guessed.
She just wanted to find a chance to tell Huang Feirong about this through Lin Yu.
Keeping a little secret hidden in one's heart for too long inevitably feels stifling and depressing.
Now.
Having found someone she could trust, share with, and who had the ability to solve the problem, Shen Jiuyi felt quite relieved.
Being stared at continuously, Shen Jiuyi hurriedly picked up her chopsticks, held her plastic bowl, and started eating her spicy hotpot.
Finding something to do was the only way to escape Lin Yu's soul-searching interrogation.
While eating, Shen Jiuyi didn't forget to add:
"It doesn't matter if you don't say anything, probably no one cares anyway."
"Lin Yu, you can just pretend you didn't hear anything."
Lin Yu: "..."
Fine, fine, fine.
She had finished saying her piece.
And now she wanted Lin Yu to pretend he hadn't heard?
If she hadn't completely grasped Lin Yu's personality, Shen Jiuyi absolutely wouldn't have said those words.
However, Lin Yu didn't care about these details at the moment.
Whether there would be a chance to explain these things later was a matter for the future.
Right now.
There were more important things.
There would be plenty of ways later to make Shen Jiuyi make up for the mistake she had made.
Lin Yu sat on the edge of the bed, suppressed his feelings of displeasure, and started eating dinner with Shen Jiuyi first.
Dinner still needed to be eaten; only with a full stomach would he have the energy to work.
During the big gatherings in the apartment, Shen Jiuyi didn't talk much.
When the two of them were alone, there was even less chance of her initiating a conversation.
If Lin Yu didn't speak, Shen Jiuyi could just keep her head down and eat forever.
Being used to a bunch of lively, chattering girls around him.
Occasionally, having a quiet girl who didn't speak much as company.
Was also a rare and special experience!
Dinner was almost finished.
Lin Yu stood up and said:
"I'll clean up, you sit down and rest."
"Do you want to find a movie or anime to watch?"
"If you go downstairs now and come back up later, it'll be easy for the others to see you, right?"
What the two of them were going to do tonight naturally couldn't be discovered by the other people in the apartment.
Walking back and forth would inevitably attract attention.
At this moment.
Staying quietly here seemed to be the best choice.
The reason Lin Yu said this.
Was because towards the end of the meal, Shen Jiuyi finished eating before him.
But looking at her intentions, it seemed she didn't plan to leave.
For a thin-skinned girl like Shen Jiuyi to initiate staying would probably be very hard to say out loud.
So.
Lin Yu simply did it for her, reducing some of Shen Jiuyi's psychological pressure.
Shen Jiuyi didn't object, silently getting up to help clean up.
From the moment she entered the door of Lin Yu's room, all initiative had been handed over to Lin Yu.
On Lin Yu's turf, however he wanted to arrange things, Shen Jiuyi wouldn't refuse.
Even Lin Yu didn't know how much determination Shen Jiuyi had mustered today to break her fate.
Lin Yu didn't refuse Shen Jiuyi's help.
The two quickly cleared the table and moved on to watching TV together.
To show his gentlemanly demeanor, Lin Yu let Shen Jiuyi pick a movie she liked to watch.
Before long.
The TV started playing one of Uncle Ying's zombie-catching movies...
Lin Yu: "..."
In this situation and setting.
She actually chose a zombie movie?
Even if she didn't understand romance and didn't know to pick a love story, she could at least pick a comedy, right?
Don't normal girls get terrified watching ghost movies?
On the contrary, Shen Jiuyi was watching it with great relish.
Her indifferent expression showed not a hint of fear or nervousness.
This made Lin Yu's imagination run wild...
He wondered if Shen Jiuyi could maintain this calm, water-like temperament under any circumstances?
She was a bit more real in the dream world.
Later, he would see just how deeply the dream world had affected Shen Jiuyi!
The movie played for a long while.
Shen Jiuyi was still sitting on Lin Yu's computer chair.
Lin Yu himself was sitting on the edge of the bed, the two of them maintaining their distance the whole time.
If it kept going on like this.
It would be really hard to find a suitable opportunity to make a move.
Lin Yu took the initiative to speak:
"Little Jiu, come sit over here. It's not your first time in my room, is there a need to be so distant?"
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ing gift was a patch of barren land, and disciples were all picked up along the way. He spent fifty years diligently building three "ramshackle little sects," thinking he could finally live a carefree life relying on his disciples. But right at the fifty-year mark, he was suddenly swept away by a spatial rift and exiled to the Chaos Desolation, the Disorderly Ruins. There was no spiritual energy there, only slaughter. Relying on the cultivation feedback from his disciples, Gu Changyuan hacked his way through a sea of blood for eleven hundred years. When the system finally fished him back out, he discovered the ramshackle little sects he'd built back then had developed a rather... unusual style. Hold on... I vanished for a thousand years, so how did my ramshackle little sects become holy lands?!
ose... to cooperate with the protagonist! Shen Yuan: I have a system! Protagonist: What? System: Holy crap, you're just spilling it out like that? Shen Yuan: Let's team up, we'll split the system rewards! Protagonist: Fifty-fifty split? Shen Yuan: No way! Protagonist: What!? I'm the one getting beaten up, and I don't get half? Shen Yuan: Forty-sixty split, I get forty, you get sixty! Protagonist: Deal! Big brother, come on, hit me! As long as it doesn't kill me, beat me like you mean it! Shen Yuan: Don't worry... I will definitely protect all of you! No one but me can lay a finger on you! Guard our Heaven's Chosen Ones! I'm the only one allowed to bully them!
