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47: Chapter 47 Mu Qing's
Chu Yi finally came back to her senses.
"What did Qiaoyou say just now?" She blinked. "Sorry to interrupt? Interrupt what?"
Su Bai looked at her innocent face, not knowing what to say for a moment.
"It's nothing," he said helplessly.
Chu Yi tilted her head, didn't think much of it, and continued watching TV.
A while later, Lin Qiaoyou came out of the bathroom with her head down, didn't even glance at them, and quickly ran back to her room, slamming the door shut with a "bang."
She didn't give Su Bai a chance to explain at all.
Su Bai sighed.
Chu Yi was still puzzled: "What's wrong with her? Her face is so red?"
Su Bai looked down at the foot on his lap.
It was fair and tender, with rounded toes and pink nails.
His gaze shifted upward, landing on Chu Yi's face.
Chu Yi was also looking at him, her eyes sparkling, a smile on her lips.
Su Bai looked at her carefree appearance and was somewhat speechless.
Was this girl really that slow, or was she just pretending?
He looked down at the foot he was still holding.
Fair, petite, with rounded toes and neatly trimmed nails.
On an impulse, he gave it a squeeze.
"Ah!" Chu Yi let out a cry, her face suddenly flushing red.
She turned her head to look at Su Bai, her eyes wide.
"Why, why did you squeeze my foot?"
Su Bai was stunned for a moment. Did he?
Chu Yi shook her foot and pouted coquettishly, "You squeezed it just now; don't think I didn't feel it~"
Su Bai fell silent.
He had indeed squeezed it.
Just consider it... collecting some interest?
Seeing his expression, Chu Yi chuckled.
"Forget it, for the sake of you treating me to king crab, I won't hold it against you."
She pulled her foot back, preparing to get off the sofa.
But when her gaze swept over Su Bai's waist, her movements froze.
Chu Yi's face flushed bright red!
She quickly looked away, stood up, and without even bothering to put on her slippers, pattered back to her room.
"I'm going back first! Good night!" Her voice came from behind the door.
Su Bai sat on the sofa, looking at the closed door.
He closed his eyes and let out a long sigh.
What the hell is this!
After a good while, he stood up and returned to his room.
Lying on the bed, he recalled the look in Lin Qiaoyou's eyes just now.
Shock, shyness, and a little... something indescribable.
She must have misunderstood!
Su Bai picked up his phone and sent a message to Lin Qiaoyou.
[Sister Qiaoyou, it wasn't what you thought just now. Sister Chu Yi asked me to warm her feet.]
He waited for a while, but there was no reply.
Su Bai put down his phone and looked at the ceiling.
Forget it.
I'll explain tomorrow.
Meanwhile, in Lin Qiaoyou's room.
The phone screen lit up and then went dark.
Lin Qiaoyou didn't look at it.
She lay on her stomach on the bed, her face buried in the pillow, her mind filled with the scene from just now—
Su Bai holding Chu Yi's foot.
That part of Su Bai.
And the blush on Chu Yi's face.
Her face grew hotter and hotter.
She rolled over and looked at the ceiling, her heart pounding.
Those unhealthy images kept popping up, frame by frame.
She covered her face and let out a muffled moan.
It's over.
She seems to...
Lin Qiaoyou didn't dare to think any further.
She picked up her phone and saw the message Su Bai had sent.
[It wasn't what you thought just now.]
She stared at the line for several seconds, then quickly typed a few words:
[I didn't think anything!]
[You don't need to explain either!]
[Good night!]
After sending it, she threw the phone aside, buried her face in the pillow, and let out a muffled whimper.
She remembered that day at the restaurant, Su Bai leaning back on the chair, his posture casual yet with a powerful aura.
She remembered the expression he had when he said, "I have two secrets of yours now."
Handsome, wealthy, black-bellied, and lustful!
Su Bai seemed to be increasingly overlapping with these four words.
It's over, it's over, it's over!
Her mind was completely impure now.
Sigh...
Should she... reward herself?
Lin Qiaoyou thought,
Otherwise, she definitely wouldn't be able to sleep tonight.
Her hand reached out toward the nightstand as if possessed.
Buzz, buzz, buzz...
—
At eight in the morning, Su Bai was still asleep.
He hadn't slept well last night; chaotic images kept turning over and over in his head.
That fair, tender foot of Chu Yi's, and his own disappointing reaction!
He tossed and turned until two in the morning before falling asleep.
As a result, he had only slept for six hours before his phone vibrated.
Su Bai reached for the phone with his eyes closed, then squinted at the screen.
Mu Qing.
He answered, his voice still heavy with sleep.
"Hello?"
"Su Bai!"
Mu Qing's voice came through the receiver, sounding a bit urgent,
"Do you have time? Can you do me a favor?"
Su Bai became a bit more awake.
"What is it?"
"I can't explain it clearly over the phone; you'll know when you get here," Mu Qing said,
"I'm sending you a location; can you come over now?"
Su Bai sat up.
"Sure."
After hanging up, he received a location on WeChat.
Yinghua Middle School.
It was a middle school.
Su Bai checked the time; it was ten past eight.
He threw off the quilt, washed up briefly, changed his clothes, and headed out.
The panamera was parked quietly downstairs, the morning sun casting a layer of pale gold over its black jade body.
Su Bai sat in the driver's seat and started the engine; the low roar was exceptionally clear in the quiet residential area.
The navigation showed that Yinghua Middle School was about a twenty-minute drive from Lanyuan Residential Area.
He stepped on the accelerator, and the car drove out of the residential area.
At the gate of Yinghua Middle School.
Mu Qing was standing by the wall to the left of the gate, holding a boy's ear with one hand and akimbo with the other, her face written with the words "I am very angry."
The boy looked to be fourteen or fifteen, with a buzz cut, built quite sturdily, and wearing the Yinghua Middle School uniform.
At the moment, he was tilting his head, being held by the ear by his sister, grimacing and shouting in pain.
"Sis! It hurts, it hurts, it hurts! Go easy!"
"Mu Xiaohu, you've really gotten cocky!" Mu Qing's voice was very low, but every word carried anger,
"You dare to fight with people at school?"
Mu Xiaohu stiffened his neck, trying to explain.
"Sis, it was the other side that started it!"
"Tell the truth!" Mu Qing didn't reduce the strength in her hand at all.
"They were collecting protection money!" Mu Xiaohu shouted, drawing side-glances from a few passing students,
"A classmate in our class has a difficult family situation and couldn't pay, so they were going to beat him up. I couldn't stand by and watch, so I..."
Mu Qing's hand loosened slightly.
"So what did you do?"
"I... beat all three of them up."
Mu Xiaohu rubbed his ear and muttered softly,
"I didn't lose out anyway."
Mu Qing glared at him.
"And then?"
Mu Xiaohu's eyes drifted away.
"Then... they said they wanted to settle the score and told me to wait at school today."
Mu Qing took a deep breath.
She had accidentally flipped through Mu Xiaohu's phone chat history this morning and saw messages from that group telling Mu Xiaohu to come to school today for a fight.
Her head buzzed at that moment.
This younger brother of hers had loved causing trouble since he was little.
But this time it was clearly not right; the other side had even called people from other schools.
She was so angry at the time that she took a taxi directly here and blocked her brother, who was preparing to "keep the appointment," at the school gate.
She was afraid she couldn't handle it alone, so she sent a message to Su Bai.
"How many people are on the other side?"
"I don't know," Mu Xiaohu said softly. "Looking at the chat history, it seems like there are five or six of them."
Mu Qing gasped.
Five or six?
A girl like her, plus this reckless younger brother, how could they handle it?
Fortunately, she called Su Bai.
That guy was so tall and big, and looked like he had muscles; he should be able to scare people.
"My friend is coming over later," she said. "You stay put and don't move around."
Mu Xiaohu's eyes lit up.
"A friend? A guy or a girl?"
"A guy."
"A boyfriend?"
Mu Qing slapped the back of his head.
"Shut up!"
Mu Xiaohu clutched his head and chuckled twice.
As the siblings were talking, a few people walked over from the street corner.
Mu Qing looked up, and her heart skipped a beat.