Chapter 316: Junzhimu, open the door for me!

es even too busy to make it back."So, I'm heading to Pei’s house now. If anything happens while you're home alone, be sure to call me immediately. Oh, and remember all those ingredients we bought toge...In the middle of the night, I couldn't sleep.

I idly opened my phone's WeChat and scrolled through my Moments.

Pei Haoran was surprised to find that his account had posted a circle of friends, but he himself didn't know it.

He pondered for half a second, and could probably guess it was his son Pei Yi's prank, “Have I spoiled him too much I heard that raising a son requires strict education.” As a father, Mr. Pei began to reflect on this issue.

Take a look at his friend circle on the screen, his son wrote the title 【We had a happy and joyful day】 It's really typical of elementary school student writing level.

Then, six photos and a 10-second short video were attached.

Pei Haoran, a grown man, lay on the bed, seriously scrolling through WeChat. It was obvious that these were all pictures taken by Lu Qinan and his son tonight when they went to Qiao Baor's place for dinner.

However, all the photos and videos Pei Yi took had Zhu Xiaowei's figure in them. For example, he was cooking with Zhu Xiaowei in the small kitchen, and they were all sitting together waiting to eat, with Zhu Xiaowei scooping soup for them. Look at his son's silly smile...

Thinking back on the dishes he'd eaten tonight, compared to them, he couldn't even remember what he'd had before.

"You little brat."

Pei Haoran knew his son deliberately showed it to him, this was a way to stir up hatred.

Holding his phone, his slender fingers tapped on the screen, finding Zhu Xiaowei's WeChat account and checking her recent moments.

He pondered for a moment, "She's not angry."

Zhu Xiaowei, like other girls, shared anything interesting or happy she saw on WeChat. Judging by the situation, she seemed fine after being scolded that day…

Pei Haoran thought for a moment, then suddenly smiled at the corner of his lips, "Single-celled organism." Shut down, sleep.

Actually, Zhu Xiaowei wasn't that carefree. She was in a bad mood.

I toss and turn in bed all night, unable to sleep.

She started to wonder if something was wrong with her. First of all, why would she be attracted to someone like Pei Haoran, a seemingly gentle but actually cunning villain And not only that, he came with a bonus little black belly! She was still a pure young woman, and she had never even considered becoming a stepmother.

"I'm not that ugly, are men all blind"

Xiao Zhu was rolling around with his blanket and sighed.

Could it be that she spends all day with Qiao Bao'er, making everything seem so much worse in comparison It's truly a case of "no comparison, no harm." Every time I compare myself, I'm left feeling inadequate. Again, I wonder why God made me so average.

Lately, she had another thing on her mind. Her snobbish and money-grubbing mother had set her up with a blind date on Christmas Day, which she stood up. She'd been hounded about it ever since.

No money, no boyfriend, and a bunch of useless relatives.

By the way, she hasn't even found a job yet.

"Why is my life such a failure I haven't done anything wrong!" Little Zhu grabbed his fluffy short hair irritably, buried himself under the covers, and went to sleep.

In the long, dark night, in the world of adults, there are too many worries. To sleep soundly until dawn is also a luxury.

Jo Bao'er has also been having insomnia lately.

Since Lu Qinan brought Pei Yi to her apartment for a meal that day, her apartment had been eerily quiet. Sometimes, she even hated this kind of silence; it was too quiet.

And she discovered something else, the person upstairs seemed to have been gone for a long time.

Now every morning when she wakes up, Qiao Bao'er subconsciously checks her WeChat. Jun Zhimu hasn't asked her to buy breakfast for many days, and there's no more basketball noise from upstairs.

"Go upstairs and find him..." After struggling for a minute, Qiao Baoer awkwardly decided not to go.

Go to him and make the first move.

That's so stupid.

Then came the weekly club shooting practice. This time, Qiao Bao'er arrived early without needing any prodding from the American coach.

Today's practice went very smoothly. The coach was packing up her things while chatting with her in that awkward Chinese.

"Miss Qiao, what's on your mind"

"I'm not absent-minded at all."

Qiao Bao'er seemed to have been caught off guard, her expression awkward. She raised the gun in her hand and fired a shot towards the distance with a bang, causing the coach beside her to laugh heartily.

"Soon you won't have to come over anymore."

"What does that mean" she suddenly became alert.

The coach sized her up with that stubborn face, chuckled, "What's the matter, you wouldn't come when I asked you to before, now that you're ready to graduate, you're suddenly reluctant Are all women from your z country so reserved and shy"

Jo Bao'er had a blank expression, an inwardly reserved and shy demeanor.

She looked at the seemingly honest-looking old coach, hesitated for a long time, and squeezed out a few words, "Where's Junzhimu"

"He, has he been abroad recently"

The coach widened his eyes, as if surprised by her sudden question about their big boss. Seeing that she seemed a little out of sorts today, he then smiled and playfully asked, "Are you interested in him"

"Who cares about him!" Qiao Baoer muttered, looking visibly annoyed.

He doesn't need to be worried about...doesn't need my concern. He has too many people waiting on him hand and foot already.

"I just want to say, I'm not a puppet, I have my own thoughts."

He's always like this, appearing when he wants and disappearing when he pleases. He never says anything about what's going on. What does he think I am, a toy Tell him that everything I do, every concession, every wait isn't for him. Jun Zhi Mu, don't think you're so great! All I want is a result, and I only care about the results that matter to me!

Jo Bao'er's face was complicated, as if she had endured for a long time. She said angrily and quickly, then turned and left.

The coach watched her angrily leave, sighing, "This Miss Qiao doesn't seem like a woman from the Z country at all. She's not easy to handle..."

Having not had dinner, Qiao Bao'er suddenly felt a wave of self-abandonment after leaving the club.

In a word, I'm very irritable.

As night fell, she bought a dozen 6-pack beers and a large bag of peanuts at the convenience store. Clutching her beer, she walked to a small park across the street and found an empty bench to sit on, chugging it down.

Christmas has passed, and New Year's Eve is approaching. The weather gets colder at night. This winter in the city is bone-chillingly cold.

Her pretty face was flushed, and she hiccuped slightly from the wine.

"Are you drinking alone here"

The dim yellow streetlights stretched out a black shadow, and the man walked towards her step by step. This voice, very unfamiliar, sounded awkward and halting in Chinese. Qiao Baoer couldn't recognize it at first.

"Are you having some trouble Perhaps I could help"

She raised her head, her vision a little blurry, squinting into the light. She couldn't quite make out his features, but she knew he was a man. His voice had a teasing, playful quality to it.

"Get lost!"

Qiao Bao'er was in a bad mood. She was tired of being approached by men too often.

"Darling, you shouldn't be so vulgar." His "darling" held no sweetness, only coldness and sarcasm.

The man's eyes were deep and penetrating, staring intently at Qiao Baoer. From her face to her whole body, he seemed very curious about her existence.

Qiao Bao'er didn't care what he was talking about. She grabbed an empty wine bottle and threw it at him, "Get away from me! Stay away!"

boom—

The empty bottle was dodged with ease by the other party's agile flash.

Under the dim lights, he turned and walked away, his figure stretching long as he gradually disappeared, leaving behind that chilling voice echoing in the deserted street.

"Your man is coming back soon, aren't you going to ask him what happened..."

Perhaps the man's words were too strange. Qiao Bao'er abruptly looked up again, but he was already gone.

The frigid winter wind cleared her mind a little, causing her to frown. She gathered the empty wine bottles from beside her and tossed them in the trash before hailing a cab back home.

Jo Baoer didn't go back to her own apartment, but went upstairs and to 502.

Then, emboldened by the alcohol, I pounded on door number 502.

"Shepherd of the Lord!"

"Lord Shepherd, open the door for me, please! Open it!"

"I, I have something to ask you, I must get it clear today, open the door for me!!"

Bang, bang, bang——

Jo Bao'er, with a flushed face from drinking, angrily shouted at the door panel. But her stubbornness was all alone, and after a long time, no one responded.a happy event, and Qiao Baier was also happy for her, joking, "Pei Haoran probably wouldn't let you come back to my house with me."Mentioning Pei Haoran, Zhu Xiaowei secretly sighed.Xiao Zhu gave a st...