Chapter 107: One of Him and Lu Wenchuan Must Be Out of His Mind (Optional Transitional Chapter)

Sang Qiwu gave up and accepted Lu Wenchuan’s address for him. He simply laid a hand on Lu Wenchuan’s shoulder and said, “Come on then, tell us—how do you plan to make our little sister happy for the rest of her life?”

Lu Wenchuan was silent for a moment. Thinking of Sang Qiwen’s request, he cast a sidelong glance at Sang Qiwen before looking back at Sang Qiwu. With a grave and earnest expression, he answered, “I plan to marry into the family.”

“?”

After a stunned “oh,” Sang Qiwu was filled with questions. He felt sure that either he or Lu Wenchuan had to be the one who was not right in the head.

“You’re sure?” Sang Qiwu asked after a moment of silence, staring in disbelief at Lu Wenchuan, as though he were trying to read something from those dark eyes. But Lu Wenchuan was far too serious; Sang Qiwu could see nothing at all, only sincerity.

That made Sang Qiwu even more startled. He let go at once and turned back to Sang Qiwen. “Big Brother, do you know what I just asked him?”

“My ears work fine.” In other words, Sang Qiwen was not deaf. He had heard everything.

“Big Brother, do you think that’s possible?” Sang Qiwu’s heart was still thumping hard and fast.

He rubbed his ears, still unable to believe it. “If Lu Wenchuan really does marry into the family, then after they get married, would their children take our surname too?”

“?”

Sang Qiwen frowned. He could not understand how Sang Qiwu had leaped from the idea of Sang Yijia agreeing to be with Lu Wenchuan all the way to marriage and children.

“Why do you think Little Sister would agree to be with him?”

“Is that not good?” Sang Qiwu countered. “Lu Wenchuan is pretty outstanding. Look how powerful the Lu Group is now.”

Sang Qiwen fell silent. He did not want to speak anymore.

Lu Wenchuan, too, was silent. He had no idea Sang Qiwu could be this innocent.

In an instant, the air outside the ward seemed to freeze, carrying the unmistakable scent of awkwardness.

Fortunately, that awkwardness did not last long. Sang Yijia came out after finishing her shower.

In the hospital, even though the bathroom in the ward had all the necessary facilities, it still was not as comfortable as home. Sang Yijia had only taken a simple hot shower; she had washed her hair last night, so there was no need to do it again.

“Big Brother, Second Brother, why are you standing here?”

As soon as she stepped out, Sang Yijia heard voices at the door and faintly saw silhouettes. She did not think much of it and opened the door.

Who could have guessed that the moment she did, she would see two gatekeepers standing there—and they were her own two brothers.

Sang Yijia was surprised for a moment, then turned and saw Lu Wenchuan. She paused, remembering the scene she had just seen earlier.

In the original story, Lu Wenchuan had come to this variety show only because he lost a bet with a friend. He had not had any other intentions toward the original heroine.

But the current Lu Wenchuan was different from the one in the book. Both she and he had gone through a kidnapping, and both had nearly died in the mudslide in the mountains.

Lu Wenchuan sensed Sang Yijia’s silence toward him and grew suddenly uneasy. “Are you all right?”

“Mhm. Third Brother said I’m fine,” Sang Yijia said. She wanted to ask Lu Wenchuan about what had happened before, but seeing that both her eldest and second brothers were here, and remembering the question she had asked her second brother earlier, she felt it would not be appropriate to bring it up in front of them.

“What are you all standing at the door for?” Sang Yijia curved her lips. “Come in and sit for a while.”

She turned back into the room and looked at the ward’s chairs. There were only two.

Lu Wenchuan saw it and said, “You all go in. I still have other things to take care of.”

“See you tomorrow.” He did not want to leave, but in a little while Sang Yijia’s parents would also be back, and they were probably even less willing to see him.

“Okay, see you tomorrow.” Since Lu Wenchuan was, after all, a guest, Sang Yijia should have seen him off. But just as she was about to stand, Sang Qiwen spoke first.

“Little Sister, I’ll see him out.”

“Oh.” Sang Yijia looked from Lu Wenchuan to Sang Qiwen, then nodded. “All right. Thank you, Big Brother.”

“No need.” Sang Qiwen shook his head, then looked at Lu Wenchuan. “Let’s go.”

“Big Brother, you go first.”

“...”

Sang Yijia tilted her head and watched the two of them leave. When she turned back to Sang Qiwu, she asked, “Second Brother, why do I feel like Big Brother has something he wants to say?”

“Of course he does.” Sang Qiwu took an apple from the fruit basket that Yan Ningsi and Bian He had brought that afternoon, then went looking for a fruit knife to peel it. “Little Sister, do you want some?”

“No. I haven’t eaten yet. Eating an apple on an empty stomach will only make me hungrier,” Sang Yijia said, shaking her head. Then she asked, “Does Big Brother have business dealings with Lu Wenchuan?”

Otherwise, what else could the two of them be talking about?

Before, Sang Yijia had not known Lu Wenchuan’s true identity. Now that she did, she pursed her lips and sat back down on the bed, leaning against the headboard and looking at Sang Qiwu with bright, sparkling eyes.

“I don’t know about that.” Sang Qiwu peeled the apple in a few quick motions and took a huge bite, speaking with his mouth half full. “The apples your friends brought are pretty tasty.”

“Did Xiaosi and the others bring them?” In this place, Sang Yijia’s friends were Yan Ningsi and Bian He.

Sang Qiwu nodded. “Yeah, them.”

“When they saw you hadn’t woken up, Yan Ningsi even cried.” Sang Qiwu clicked his tongue. “Little Sister, this friend of yours is way better than your previous ones.”

Sang Yijia paused. The original owner had friends, but after she had crossed over, she had not seen them again, and she had not kept in touch on WeChat either.

At Sang Qiwu’s reminder, Sang Yijia picked up her phone and looked at WeChat. There were only messages from her manager and her assistant.

No one else.

“Those people don’t count as friends.” At most, they were just NPCs. Sang Yijia exited WeChat and was about to turn off the screen when she saw the Weibo icon. On a whim, she tapped it.

The current top trending topic was about Lan Qing and Shen Jin. The second was Lan Qing’s false identity. The third was Lan Qingshu, the eldest young lady of the Lan family.

Hm? What was all this?

Sang Yijia frowned. “Second Brother, what’s going on with the Lan family?”

“The Lan family...” Sang Qiwu finished the apple in a few bites, wiped his hands with a tissue, and then wiped the fruit knife as well. The way he did it looked exactly like someone destroying evidence after doing something.

As Sang Yijia watched him crumple the tissue he had used to wipe the knife and toss it into the trash, she inexplicably thought of the ball of tissue as deep red, so red it looked as though it could drip blood.

“There’s only one daughter in the Lan family, Lan Qingshu. As for what kind of person Lan Qing is, I’m not sure,” Sang Qiwu said. He had never met Lan Qingshu, but he had heard others talk about her, especially the trainees at the martial arts school. Many of them came from the same social circle.

They were learning martial arts not because they truly wanted self-defense; most of them were just trying to look cool.

Sang Qiwu understood that perfectly, but it had nothing to do with him. As long as he could make money, that was enough.

“Is that so?” Sang Yijia was still a little confused. She remembered that the original novel never mentioned the Lan family’s circumstances even by the end of the story. So how had things become like this now?

No wonder the one in control said he could not hold it anymore.

Please vote for me~~~(*^▽^*) These two chapters are just a transition. The variety show will start up again after this, but before that, I think I’m going to stir up some trouble~

The end.