Ch. 78 - Five Thousand Years

Saturday morning

Lu Xing tiptoed, clutching little Lu Xing, crawling in the shadows. Finally, he silently crawled out of the master bedroom.

Phew—

Gently closing the master bedroom door, Lu Xing let out a long sigh of relief, a look of wanting to die on his face.

"You slept comfortably, but I didn't even dare to move!"

Lu Xing was in despair.

He had never expected that now that Song Junzhu wasn't causing trouble, Auntie Wen would suddenly go crazy!

What does this mean?

You have to hold hands even when you sleep?

Sigh.

"It really isn't easy for me."

After a simple wash-up, Lu Xing scanned a shared electric bike and leisurely rode towards Song Junzhu's villa.

Thanks to technology.

As for why he didn't take the bus, it was because he needed time to think about a problem.

"Why is Auntie Wen suddenly so abnormal..."

Lu Xing, like a drop of water, rode his little electric bike and merged into the crowd of people who got up early for work.

After a moment of thought.

Lu Xing found that he really couldn't figure it out.

Want a freebie?

That's not possible either.

He had already poked at Auntie Wen's softest spot.

Auntie Wen would absolutely not let Nannan encounter that kind of Shura field scene, so she was bound to give him up!

(ED: In Danmei novels, a "shura field" (修羅場) refers to a situation where multiple people who are interested in the same person are in close proximity and competing for their attention, often resulting in awkward or intense interactions.)

Then why?

In the early morning, Lu Xing felt his CPU was about to burn out!

After riding for a while, a light drizzle began to fall from the sky.

The crowd suddenly became restless.

But Lu Xing calmly continued to ride his bike in the rain, his eyes showing no fluctuation at all.

"Professor Song likes to see me in a sorry state. If I go to her drenched, she will definitely be very happy."

Whatever emotion the client needs, give her that emotion.

Lu Xing proudly lifted the corners of his mouth and puffed out his chest.

Hmph, hmph.

My professional integrity is the best in the world!

By the time Lu Xing arrived at the entrance of Song Junzhu's villa, no one responded whether he rang the doorbell or knocked.

He sent a message to Song Junzhu, but no one replied.

Uh...

"Holy crap! She hasn't retired from the biosphere, has she?"

A thought flashed in his mind, and Lu Xing was suddenly startled.

After all, Song Junzhu always looked a little mentally unstable.

She felt a little crazy, a little uncontrollable.

Although he knew this possibility was not high, Lu Xing was still a little worried and opened the door to go in.

Yes.

Lu Xing knew all of Song Junzhu's passwords.

Because this woman's door lock, phone lock, safe lock, and bank card lock all had the same password!

Is this the nonchalance of the rich?

Lu Xing silently shed tears.

Jealous.

So jealous!

Lu Xing rushed into the villa, already prepared to see Song Junzhu cosplaying as a teru teru bozu. 

(TL: A teru teru bozu is a small traditional handmade doll hung outside doors and windows in Japan in hope of sunny weather.)

But after searching around, he didn't even find a single hair of Song Junzhu.

"She's not here?"

Lu Xing was a little confused. He hugged his schoolbag and returned to the villa entrance.

He sat on the steps, waiting for the rain to stop, and for Song Junzhu.

Oh.

And by the way, he studied the newly arrived camera and Polaroid.

Hehe.

So fun!

...

On the other side

Song Junzhu was driving her Maybach towards the villa, while also talking to Zhang Yue on the phone.

Zhang Yue on the other end was simply going crazy.

"No, is the duck you're keeping a succubus? Are you crazy?"

"And you really made Sun Ainan start borrowing money from everywhere. I heard he's cursing you while he's borrowing money."

Song Junzhu drove seriously and replied perfunctorily.

"How am I crazy?"

"And Sun Ainan deserves it."

"A retard like him doesn't dare to face his own sexual orientation, nor does he dare to defy his parents. In the end, he would definitely get into a sham marriage."

"I'm saving an innocent woman."

Zhang Yue didn't believe Song Junzhu's excuse.

Before, Song Junzhu had said she was going abroad. Now there was no movement at all.

This person was definitely bewitched by the one at home! 

Zhang Yue asked her, "Just tell me, why did you have to go and check your assets in the early morning? Don't tell me you're short on money. I don't believe it. Your grandmother left you a huge, huge, huge sum."

Song Junzhu said flatly.

"Is there a reason to check my own assets? I'll check if I want to."

Zhang Yue rolled her eyes. "If you don't tell me the truth, don't ever call me again."

Song Junzhu was silent for a moment.

"I was calculating how much longer I can hire him."

Zhang Yue was shocked.

It's over.

She's really bewitched.

She swallowed. "And your conclusion?"

Song Junzhu smiled, a happy light flashing in her bewitching eyes.

"My money can hire him for a very long time."

"How long exactly?"

"Five thousand years." 

(TL: If you have so much can you spare a few for me as well?)

Pfft!

Zhang Yue couldn't hold it in anymore.

Fine.

Really fine.

She's literally hired a whole five thousand years of Chinese history! 

(TL: It's commonly said that China has five thousand years of history.)

Zhang Yue sighed. She didn't want to meddle anymore. It was fine as long as someone could make Song Junzhu happy.

Otherwise, she was really worried about Song Junzhu's mental state.

Zhang Yue asked her, "When can you let us two meet?"

Song Junzhu thought for a moment and said.

"You don't have enough money."

Zhang Yue: ...

You love-struck fool, get lost!

After hanging up the phone, Song Junzhu happily accelerated the car. She wanted to get back to the villa before Lu Xing arrived.

She had a gift for Lu Xing.

The next second.

Thump!

The road was slippery from the rain.

An electric bike that ran a red light and was speeding slid and slammed into the side door of the Maybach!

Song Junzhu was startled and quickly stepped on the brakes.

As soon as she got out of the car, Song Junzhu saw a panicked delivery driver sitting on the ground, staring blankly at the car's logo.

Song Junzhu ignored him and instead took out her phone to contact her insurance.

At this time.

She realized there was a message from Lu Xing in her phone.

So Song Junzhu immediately replied.

"You go inside first. The password is my birthday. I got into a little accident at the intersection. I'll be back in a bit."

Lu Xing on the other end did not reply.

Song Junzhu was a little anxious and wanted to resolve this matter quickly. She glanced at the delivery driver and waved her hand.

"Go, go, go."

The delivery driver was shocked, not expecting Song Junzhu to really not pursue the matter.

He asked in disbelief, "Boss, for real?"

Song Junzhu was impatient. "For real."

The delivery driver confirmed again, "Boss, I'm really leaving?"

Song Junzhu glared at him. "Do you want me to treat you to a meal too?"

The delivery driver instantly propped up his electric bike and said repeatedly.

"Thank you, thank you, boss! May the good boss have a peaceful life!"

After saying that.

He ran off in a flash.

The rain was getting heavier. Song Junzhu parked the car in a safe place and waited for the insurance company to arrive.

She frequently looked out the window, as if she were always expecting something.

The rain and mist outside were hazy.

Lightning and thunder.

A black figure suddenly appeared not far away!

Song Junzhu instantly sat up straight.

Lu Xing was more like a black bolt of lightning. He was wearing a windbreaker, his hair and pant legs all drenched.

He was holding a long-handled umbrella in his hand, like a swordsman, and was running wildly towards her.

Seeing the familiar Maybach, Lu Xing's eyes sparkled.

(SHMOLL: Cough–)

"Professor Song! I'm here!"

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