Chapter 1172: Stinky Master, Stinky Man

Qin Xin propped herself up and said to the boy sobbing through the microphone, “Sorry. I thought Ao Xinghao told you all.”

She had only woken up yesterday evening.

She didn’t know about Ao Xinghao and the others taking shifts to watch over Lan Qingxin, thinking that they had all returned to their normal lives.

Hu Yi, upon hearing this, was taken aback, and forgot his crying, “So Chong Chong has been with you this year? That kid is so bad, he didn’t tell me you were back. I’m going to find him and settle the score!”

Qin Xin held her forehead, “…Did you call me early in the morning to settle scores?”

Hu Yi slapped his head, “Oh no, I almost forgot, Sister Xin, I wanted to see if you’re around, I have a few tickets to a piano concert, they’re given by Little Chun’s friend, I heard it’s a musician who returned with awards from abroad. The tickets are expensive and hard to get, should I come pick you up?”

Qin Xin: “You guys go ahead, I won’t be joining.”

The nearly six-foot-tall Hu Yi almost pleaded over the phone, “Sister Xin, please come, actually there’s nothing much to see at a piano concert. I’m just looking for an excuse to gather everyone, especially since you’re back…”

As he spoke, he couldn’t help but sound a bit aggrieved, “Sister Xin, the last time I saw you in person was on a hospital bed, I was still wrapped in bandages…”

What Hu Yi said reminded Qin Xin of an incident a year ago when the three boys were caught by the Red Robe Tutor in the secret warehouse under Imperial University because of her, and were locked in a cage and beaten.

When she left, Hu Yi’s injuries hadn’t fully healed.

Hu Yi now gets nervous and trembles during surgeries. She wonders whether it has anything to do with his tendon being severed by the Red Robe Tutor back then, and whether the recovery surgery had any sequelae — these things, she only had a brief glimpse of during yesterday’s match, and didn’t see clearly.

Thinking of this, Qin Xin nodded slightly and said into the phone, “Alright, send me the location, I’ll go on my own.”

Hu Yi cheered and reluctantly hung up the phone.

For now, settling scores with Ao Xinghao can wait.

Here, Qin Xin got up, did a quick wash and change of clothes — this bedroom was Lan Qingxin’s, so, the wardrobe was full of clothes that used to belong to Lan Qingxin.

Her long fingers brushed over the rows of hangers, showing that the clothes’ texture was of high quality, without noticeable brands, likely custom-made by a private tailor.

Mr. Nalan was definitely not as indifferent to his sister as the rumors outside suggested.

At least in terms of material life, he did not neglect his sister, one might say he provided meticulous care.

And the servants of the Nalan Family almost all cherished this young miss, remaining loyal to her for 19 years, even believing for a time that she was the future matriarch of the Nalan Family.

She glanced at the bedroom door.

Last night, she did not lock it.

Yet the man was quite gentlemanly, not barging in, letting her have a good night’s sleep.

Did her question stump Mr. Nalan, rendering him unable to face his own heart?

Qin Xin withdrew her gaze: “Smelly master, stinky man, still pretending to be a gentleman with me, let’s see when you’ll break the act…”

She randomly picked a dress from the wardrobe.

The style was somewhat vintage, with a lot of elegant lace and petals, quite different from her usual wardrobe style.

Thinking about it for a moment, she casually grabbed a school uniform jacket, wearing it over her dress.

The school uniform was quite worn out, with sleeves that were a bit short and frayed, and the edges white from wear. Perhaps because Lan Qingxin was too frugal, she never discarded it.