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Chapter 24 Part 1 Beigong Confrontation
Running to the park, it was unsurprising to see Beigong Lingyu again. Because of her cold attitude earlier at school, Qi hadn't planned to greet her, but this time she actually ran over to him.
"What is it? Coming to beat me again?" At school she ignored him, and now she suddenly appeared in front of him Qi was perplexed.
"I just want to ask you one question: what exactly is your relationship with Sister Jingyi?" Her words shocked Qi.
"You already know, don't you? I'm a pretty boy kept by her," he said. Shock aside, the truth could never be spoken; to avoid provoking this wild woman again, he stuck with the story she herself had thrown at him before.
"Bullshit…" Beigong snapped, aggressive.
"Right… right… I'm bullshitting!" Qi thought, can't afford to provoke better to deflect and get away quickly.
"Sister Jingyi is your aunt, isn't she!" Beigong suddenly dropped the line, and Qi felt his soul fly out of his body.
"Are you kidding? I just met Sister Jingyi by chance and started hanging out. Aunt? Don't talk nonsense." Qi noticed how easily the lies came now no need for a draft.
"That night I heard you call her Aunt…" Beigong pressed.
Qi hesitated. After introducing Beigong to Aunt, he had carefully kept the "Sister Jingyi" address. When had he called her Aunt in front of Beigong? Then he remembered: returning from that room full of gay men to his own room, he had casually let "Aunt" slip once. Just once and this girl's ears were sharp enough to catch it.
But his recovery was quick. "You ever watch Return of the Condor Heroes? Calling her Aunt was just a bit. Yang Guo called Xiaolongnü Aunt too."
"I've watched it, of course… but I'm sure you… are… lying," Beigong said, slightly provocative.
"Why would I be lying? Even as classmates, accuse me without proof and I'll sue for defamation." He joked to mask his unease.
"Proof? Easy. You only called it once. If it was a bit, just once? You think I'm stupid?" She stared him down.
This girl is smart? How did that not show before? His original impression strong limbs, simple head was dead wrong; her insight was razor-sharp.
"Well, give me an explanation… Classmate Qi!" Sensing his fluster, she pressed; her face grew harsh.
Qi stammered, then snapped. "What's my relationship with Sister Jingyi to you?" The curse slipped out, and he braced to bolt if needed.
Her reaction surprised him. She didn't answer back or swing just lowered her head, bangs covering her face, then turned and walked away.
Qi stood dumbly in the park, baffled.
His phone's vibration snapped him back. It was a message from Sister Li Xia. Since they'd parted at the funeral home, she'd stopped the teasing texts. Unexpectedly, she messaged now.
"Is my mom and my little sister at your place?"
Qi smiled her first "normal" text. "They're here, just finished dinner," he replied.
"Can you come out? Sis is bored and wants to talk!"
"I'm already outside," he admitted.
"Can you find Tobacco Factory Road?"
"I know it. I came out to run can't be out long." He explained.
"Won't take long. Sis will wait."
Tobacco Factory Road wasn't far from his complex. He estimated the distance and time and replied, "Be right there."
In under ten minutes, he reached Tobacco Factory Road, the street by the local cigarette factory. He rarely came here; the road was dotted with cheap inns, salons, foot massage shops nicknamed "Fireworks Road." Not a place a middle-schooler ought to be.
He saw Li Xia sitting inside a foot massage parlor's glass window, chatting and cracking seeds with several heavily made-up women. If not for her lack of makeup tonight and relatively modest dress, he might have mistaken her for one of them.
He didn't dare go in; he called instead. She answered while walking out; spotting him, she came over.
"What's up? Sis… you don't seem bored to me. Don't you have people to chat with?" Since learning she was his sister and having been intimate with her, Qi felt closer; his tone was casual.
"Tch, a bunch of skanks. We worked the same place months ago, that's all. Nothing to talk about how much they made today, how much they won at cards, whether clients are freaks," she said, pleased at his casual way with her. It meant he'd accepted her as his sister. She spoke just as freely.
"What did you want to see me about?" Qi asked.
She took his hand and the two walked along the road. "Mom told me to go to your place, but I didn't want to see your dad, so I didn't," she explained.
"Sis, don't keep saying 'your dad.' I know you resent him, but he's still your father. That won't change. We'll be living together in the future. If you keep this up, it'll be hard to get along with him," Qi said, unable to resist advising her.
"Oh? Since when do you tell your sister what to do?" She glanced at him, smiling.
"I am your little brother, aren't I?" he teased.
She put her mouth to his ear. "What kind of little brother pushes his sister onto a bed?"
"You climbed on yourself. I never pushed," he squinted back.
With flesh now shared, they spoke with no reserve.
"What's your dad's arrangement for my mom and little sister?" she shifted back to business.
"I don't know, but it looks like he'll have them live in Grandparents' old place. You too, I guess."
"I know. Mom told me. She said your dad arranged a job for me at the city reception office. Think I should go?" She genuinely trusted him, asking his opinion.
"You can't keep drifting. A steady job isn't bad. I hear reception work is mostly laid back," he said seriously.
She thought, exhaled. "Fine. Since you say so, I'll sell your dad a favor and go give it a try."
Qi thought of the saying: a dead duck with a hard beak. But no, Sis could never be a duck.
He now saw her past pattern: when short on cash, she'd "sit" a few days to earn, then vanish to play. To her adoptive parents, it was running away. He doubted Father or Second Aunt knew; if they had, Father would never allow it.
As they walked, he spotted a small shop and suddenly remembered Aunt's instruction to buy salt. He stepped up to pay. The shopkeeper, a woman in her thirties, greeted Li Xia warmly.
"Isn't this Xiaoxia? Haven't seen you in a while. Picking up work tonight?"
Li Xia clearly knew her. "Sister Feng, no clients this late? Oh, this is my little brother… This is Sister Feng," she said, introducing them.
Sister Feng had a well-proportioned figure, fair skin, gentle features attractive. Qi had to admit she must have been a standard beauty when she was younger. Something about her face felt familiar.
She smiled at Qi. "Hello, little brother. Your sister never mentioned you." Every gesture exuded the charm of a mature woman.
"Lost for 13 years just found him!" Li Xia quipped, half joking, half true.
Qi drifted, Sister Feng involuntarily reminding him of Mother. Li Xia noticed.
"What? Stunned by Sister Feng's beauty?" she teased into his ear.
His mind snapped back; he flushed and lowered his head. He didn't want to lie. "She is very pretty," he admitted quietly.
Li Xia perked up. "Want to sleep with her?"
"Sis, don't talk nonsense," he protested, but she whispered, "Sister Feng does this too."
He stared, incredulous.
She pulled him aside and spoke seriously, softly. "She's in trouble. Her man's been hospitalized for ages. A small shop like this doesn't cover the bills. She does this out of necessity. Not like Sis. She's a good person if any of the girls here need help, she helps, so everyone likes her and sends clients her way first."
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