Meng Ruozhao looked at his outfit and couldn't help but smile.
The depression and discomfort she had felt in the elevator earlier were greatly alleviated by this dramatic scene.
She walked over and looked at his incredibly handsome face even under the helmet.
Then she playfully quipped with a soft smile.
"Yeah, what a coincidence."
"Haicheng is neither too big nor too small. Isn't it a bit too frequent for us to run into each other like this?"
"Moreover, you have quite a few part - time jobs."
He was a student and also worked at her place.
And now he was doing a chauffeur job?
"Pei Jiangmu, Pei Jiangmu, how many more 'surprises' do you have that I don't know about?"
Pei Jiangmu felt a bit embarrassed by her teasing, and even the tips of his ears turned slightly red.
He raised his hand to touch his nose, his eyes flickering a bit as he explained.
"It shows that I'm really fated to meet sister."
"However, sister, don't make fun of me. Chauffeur is not my part - time job. I'm just helping someone out temporarily."
Hearing this, Meng Ruozhao was a bit confused. "Help with what?"
Pei Jiangmu hesitated for a moment before telling her the whole story.
"When I went to class today, I saw an uncle crying downstairs of the school dormitory. So I went to ask what was going on."
"It turned out that his son was in the same school as me, but he got a blood disease three months ago."
"The uncle said that he even sold his house to get his son the surgery, but a lot more money is needed for the follow - up treatment."
"Moreover, his wife died of illness a few years ago. The family wasn't well - off in the first place. Now, in order to take care of his child, he quit his job."
"So he could only do some part - time jobs with flexible hours. But the other day, when he was delivering food during the day, he had a car accident and hurt his leg."
"He came to school to pick up his son's books. When he saw his son's classmates all full of energy, and then thought of his son in the hospital bed."
"He was both sad and anxious because he couldn't earn money, and he just couldn't control his emotions for a moment..."
"Coincidentally, I don't have much to do in the evenings recently, so I volunteered to help him out for a few days and give him all the money I earn."
His explanation was reasonable and his tone was sincere, even with a bit of the eagerness and shyness typical of a young man.
This story was a mix of truth and falsehood.
It was true that there was an alumnus seriously ill.
It was also true that the alumnus's father was doing odd jobs while running to the hospital.
Even the fact that the alumnus's father got injured was true.
It was just that he met the alumnus's father the other day.
He had done a thorough job. He really had a student status at the Academy of Fine Arts and would spare some time to show up.
After all, in case Meng Ruozhao went to study there later, he couldn't let the truth be exposed.
The school had organized a donation for the alumnus's illness.
After he found out, he asked Qi Yu to arrange a donation quota for them. In other words, he was covering all the subsequent medical expenses.
However, it was false that he met the uncle this morning.
It was just that at the entrance of the restaurant, Qi Yu saw the uncle limping around trying to find customers, recognized him, and sighed a few words.
He was still thinking about how to "run into" Meng Ruozhao with a reasonable excuse.
Wasn't this just like having a pillow when you were sleepy?
So he immediately asked Qi Yu to make some arrangements.
When the uncle changed his clothes, took a stack of money, and got into the car, he still felt like he was in a dream.
Why would someone give him money and also help him do the chauffeur job?
Saying that he would do the job and give all the money to him was no different from just giving him the money directly, right?
When Meng Ruozhao walked out of the private room, Pei Jiangmu was already waiting at the door in his vest.
However, she came out a bit later than he had expected.
At this moment, Meng Ruozhao looked at his increasingly handsome face under the light, and the doubts in her heart dissipated.
She even felt a bit of admiration and emotion.
After all, he had already been through so much himself, but he had never given up on himself.
When he was in financial difficulties, he was still willing to help others like this.
He was really a very kind person.
She smiled, her eyes and tone gentle.
"So that's the case. Pei Jiangmu, you're really a good boy."
Pei Jiangmu seemed even more embarrassed and lowered his head.
"It's just a small thing."
He paused for a moment and looked at her car. "Sister, are you going back now? Do you, do you need a chauffeur?"
He asked hesitantly, as if afraid of being rejected.
Meng Ruozhao looked into his expectant eyes and didn't hesitate at all.
"Of course. Sister will definitely support your business."
What she originally meant was that since he was doing a good deed, she would surely support him.
But when the words came out, they seemed a bit ambiguous and sounded strange.
Fortunately, Pei Jiangmu didn't seem to think too much about it.
A flash of smile quickly passed through his eyes, and he immediately nodded. "Then give me your car keys, sister."
He neatly carried the electric bike into the trunk of the car and also took off his vest and put it in.
Then he quickly walked to the passenger side and opened the door for Meng Ruozhao.
After they both got in the car, he skillfully started the car and was about to drive home.
But Meng Ruozhao suddenly said, "Let's go to the supermarket to buy something. Sister will take care of you tonight."
After saying this, she wished she could bite off her own tongue.
What she originally wanted to say was "cover", that is, cover all his chauffeur time tonight.
After all, he had to go to class and help at her store.
His injuries weren't completely healed yet. If he did the chauffeur job until very late at night, it would be too exhausting for his body.
Although she didn't have much money, didn't Du Feng just give her a card?
It would be a waste not to use it. It was like robbing the rich to help the poor.
Hearing this, Pei Jiangmu glanced at her, and the corner of his lips curled up slightly. "Okay."
The car smoothly drove out of the parking lot and merged into the night traffic.
Meanwhile.
Yan Qiubai returned to the private room of "Shuiyunjian" with a gloomy face. The air pressure around him was terrifyingly low.
He ignored all the inquisitive and cautious looks people were giving him.
He walked straight to the main seat and sat down. He picked up the wine bottle and filled his empty glass with strong liquor, then drank it all in one gulp.
The spicy liquid burned his throat.
But it couldn't suppress the restlessness, anger, and... a hint of panic that he didn't even want to admit in his heart.
Shen Xinyin watched his state. First, her heart skipped a beat, and then a twisted sense of pleasure welled up in her.
Look, they must have quarreled!
That Meng Ruozhao must have made Brother Qiubai angry!
She immediately moved closer and sat in the seat next to Yan Qiubai.
She first gave him a gentle look, then picked up the wine bottle and pretended to pour him more wine in a considerate way. Her voice was soft and aggrieved.
"Brother Qiubai, don't be angry. It's not worth it for someone like that."
She observed Yan Qiubai's expression. Seeing that he didn't immediately refute, she became bolder and began to add fuel to the fire.
"That Meng Ruozhao is so unreasonable!"
"Right in front of so many friends, she showed you a cold face and just left without giving you any face!"
"She's just a store owner. Does she even respect you?"
"Brother Qiubai, you've really spoiled her."
Yan Qiubai tightened his fingers on the wine glass. He stared at the table with a gloomy look in his eyes and said nothing.
Shen Xinyin thought he had listened to her words and became even more energetic in her rant.