66: I don't want to take care of the baby, and I don't want to be a painless mother.

Han Yang looked troubled: "This isn't very good. A box of self-heating rice isn't much, not enough to fill one person."

"How about I use the iron bucket to heat some bread for you?"

Yu Xuanjiao bit her lip and said aggrievedly, "I've been eating bread every day lately, and it's giving me acid reflux."

"There are a few girls in the Rescue Team; they should be easy to talk to. Can you ask them for me?"

As she spoke, Yu Xuanjiao looked across, searching for a target.

Jiang Fei had removed her warm face mask to eat.

Seeing that familiar face, Yu Xuanjiao thought for a moment before remembering who the person was, and exclaimed in surprise: "Senior Sister Jiang Fei!"

Ignoring Han Yang, Yu Xuanjiao ran over to try and get close: "Do you still remember me?"

"I'm Yu Xuanjiao from the architecture department, one year below you. I lived downstairs from your dorm, and we often ran into each other. You even greeted me before."

Jiang Fei's attitude was cold: "And then?"

Yu Xuanjiao's smile stiffened at the question: "I'm just happy to see Senior Sister."

"I didn't expect Senior Sister to join the Rescue Team. Even back in school, you were my idol."

"Hiss—" Yu Xuanjiao suddenly frowned, covering her stomach, waiting for Jiang Fei to ask her what was wrong.

But Jiang Fei didn't play by the rules; she lowered her head and ate her spicy beef, even taking a bite of a soft steamed bun.

It smelled so good.

Yu Xuanjiao bit the bullet and spoke: "Senior Sister, my stomachache has flared up. Can you share some of your rice with me?"

"I can't eat cold food anymore. I will definitely repay you."

Hearing this, Jiang Fei picked up a steaming slice of luncheon meat: "Want some?"

Yu Xuanjiao swallowed, then nodded.

Jiang Fei put the luncheon meat into her own mouth: "Then you can think about it."

Yu Xuanjiao was choked with anger but still had to pretend to be wronged: "Senior Sister, why are you playing a trick on me?"

"Did I offend you before..."

"Jiang Fei, don't go too far." Han Yang walked over with a bucket of noodles and accused:

"Junior Sister already has a stomachache and isn't feeling well. You don't have to give her food, but why play a trick on her?"

Han Yang was from the architecture department, so he naturally recognized Jiang Fei.

The others also came over, criticizing Jiang Fei's actions.

They weren't familiar with Jiang Fei, but Yu Xuanjiao was their good friend, beautiful and kind-hearted; they wouldn't allow her to be bullied.

"Xuanjiao meant no harm. If she wasn't feeling unwell, she wouldn't have come to you."

"A box of self-heating hotpot isn't even 20 yuan. If you're not giving it, then don't give it. Why put on an act? How could Lin City University have someone like you?"

Clatter—

Lu Yu casually placed his gun on the table.

The few people instantly fell silent.

Yin Jing and the others nearby stopped their chopsticks.

Knowing full well what his teammates were planning, Xu Qianyao whispered, "You don't need to worry; Jiang Fei will handle it."

The Rescue Team members then continued eating.

Seeing that the situation was about to escalate, Yu Xuanjiao spoke up in time: "Don't talk about Senior Sister Jiang Fei. It's my fault for having a stomachache at a time like this."

"Senior Sister Jiang Fei, I apologize on their behalf. I'm sorry."

Yu Xuanjiao raised her hand to wipe her eyes, as if she was being forced.

Jiang Fei was calm and direct: "If your stomach isn't good, you shouldn't eat chili. I was doing it for your own good. Why does it seem like I bullied you?"

"Or are you faking it, not knowing that people with stomach problems shouldn't eat spicy food?"

Yu Xuanjiao was a little flustered, not yet having thought of how to answer.

Jiang Fei broke off half of a dried, hardened steamed bun, secretly hid a "Heart-to-Heart Pill" inside, and handed it to Yu Xuanjiao: "Steamed buns are easy to digest and suitable for people with stomach problems."

"Thank you, Senior Sister." Yu Xuanjiao took it with a slight hint of disdain and ate it.

If only it were beef.

But a steamed bun was better than instant noodles.

Han Yang and the others looked at each other; who would have thought that Jiang Fei refused Yu Xuanjiao for her own good?

"Sorry, Jiang Fei, I misunderstood you."

"Maybe we were too sensitive and thought your actions just now were playing a trick on Xuanjiao."

"I'm such a jerk; I actually mistook your good intentions."

The few people were very ashamed.

Han Yang took Yu Xuanjiao's hand: "Let's go back, let's not disturb Classmate Jiang while she eats..."

"Go back for what?! I haven't even had any meat yet!"

Yu Xuanjiao shook off Han Yang's hand: "I want meat! Do you understand?!"

Han Yang was stunned: "The meat is spicy; you can't eat it with a stomachache."

"Who has a stomachache?! I was faking it! Just so I wouldn't have to go out and freeze! To trick you guys out of food!" Yu Xuanjiao suddenly covered her mouth, her eyes wide with terror.

How did she blurt out the truth?!

Jiang Fei feigned surprise: "You were actually faking illness?"

Han Yang and the others were in disbelief.

"Xuanjiao, we were so good to you, how could you lie to us?!"

Yu Xuanjiao: "Because you're all stupid and easy to fool! You believe whatever I say! Don't think I don't know what you're thinking! It's nothing more than you lusting after my body! Wanting to sleep with me!"

"Nonsense! Who has those kinds of thoughts about you?!"

"We treat you like a younger sister!"

Another girl came out to mediate: "Jiaojiao, are you feeling unwell somewhere, which is why you're talking nonsense?!"

Yu Xuanjiao: "I'm perfectly fine! Don't you dare curse me! You bootlicker!"

The girl was dumbfounded: "Aren't we good sisters?"

"You're not worthy?! Huang Xiaoyuan, you're too naive. I befriended you because you're easy to manipulate and can help me lash out at people."

"I don't want to talk to you anymore!" Huang Xiaoyuan cried and ran back to her seat.

"Yu Xuanjiao, you disgust me!"

Leaving that remark, Han Yang took the others to comfort Huang Xiaoyuan.

Yu Xuanjiao, left on the spot, grew anxious and followed, wanting to explain, but as soon as she opened her mouth—

"Why comfort her? Maybe she's faking tears? All of you should be revolving around me!"

Han Yang lost his patience: "Shut up!"

"Who do you think you are? Why are you ordering me around?!"

Yu Xuanjiao was completely losing her mind. Before Han Yang could get angry, she frantically ran to a corner, trying hard to control her disobedient mouth.

But when someone next to her spoke, she couldn't help but chime in, acting haughty like a young miss.

It took a full hour for Yu Xuanjiao to stop her outburst; it felt like years passing in seconds.

Once she was sure she wouldn't blurt out the truth again, Yu Xuanjiao couldn't return to the group. She could only sit in the corner, sulking and unable to understand the reason for her outburst.

Across from her.

Jiang Fei leisurely watched the drama unfold, finishing her meal.

Suddenly, her view was blocked.

A small boy, who had been completely unnoticed, stood before the table.

His small face was dirty, and his eyes lacked the innocence of his age, instead appearing very steady.

"Sister, you're very good with a gun. I want to follow you."

"I can do anything—wash clothes, cook, mop floors, and I'm good at tricking people."

Jiang Fei decisively refused: "No."

"Captain Xu will arrange a place for you."

She didn't want to take care of a child, much less become a mother without giving birth.

The little boy tilted his head towards the second option: "Then can Big Brother take me in?"

Lu Yu: "No."

Unexpectedly, the little boy didn't pester them. He walked dejectedly towards the pile of junk.

There was a thin blanket there, given to him by the guesthouse to use as a bed.

Yu Xuanjiao's eyes darted around, feeling she could use this opportunity to salvage her image. She walked over and said hypocritically: "Little one, where are your parents?"

"Don't touch me, it's disgusting."

The little boy recoiled in disgust from Yu Xuanjiao's hand that tried to pat his head, and he even pulled the thin blanket further away, afraid she might touch it.

Yu Xuanjiao's face turned ugly. She cursed him under her breath for being ungrateful, then angrily ran upstairs to find a room to sleep in.

The little boy skillfully wrapped the thin blanket around himself. Just as he leaned against a wooden board, intending to rest, splash—