Perspective Medical Genius Young Master
Chapter 401 What Happened?

Chapter 401: Chapter 401 What Happened?

"Xiao Yifei... I, I’m so sorry."

Zhou Meifeng stood in front of Xiao Yifei, reaching down to tug at the hem of her tight-fitting skirt. This tug only made the already form-fitting garment outline Zhou Meifeng’s voluptuous body even more.

"Don’t rush to apologize yet, first tell me, what exactly happened?"

Xiao Yifei looked at Zhou Meifeng and spoke in a calm tone.

"I... I might not be able to keep helping you."

Zhou Meifeng tugged at the hem of her skirt again, her voice frail as she addressed Xiao Yifei.

Xiao Yifei heard Zhou Meifeng’s words, and a flash of sharpness passed through his eyes, "What? Have I treated you poorly? Or has something happened?"

Xiao Yifei didn’t bother about why the room was in such a mess but asked first instead because all of this aroused his curiosity.

"No... Nothing happened, I... I... Xiao Yifei, you’ve been good to me. The money you give me each month, I can’t even spend it all. But, I... I really can’t continue to help you anymore."

Zou Meiru’s eyes darted about, her gaze filled with a hint of pain as she nervously spoke to Xiao Yifei.

Although Zhou Meifeng had undergone quite a change in demeanor, the accent she had developed from childhood did not revert back. It still carried a touch of her rural roots.

Xiao Yifei, seeing Zhou Meifeng like this, a flicker of confusion passed through his eyes. His gaze shifted to the chaotic scene in the house, and just as he turned to speak to Zhou Meifeng, she caught his line of sight and suddenly snapped out of her dazed state.

"Xiao Yifei, I... I, I’m so sorry, this is all my fault! I’ll clean it up right away!"

Zhou Meifeng started to panic and hastily got to work. Her hands and feet fumbled in her rush, her eyes filled with distress. Seeing the house in such disarray was not what Zhou Meifeng wanted at all. After all, she used to treat Xiao Yifei’s home as her own, even closer to her heart than her actual home, eager to clean it up to eight times a day to ensure its tidiness.

Now that the house looked like this, aside from feeling distressed, Zhou Meifeng also felt a deep sense of guilt, which only deepened her resolve to not continue working for Xiao Yifei.

Xiao Yifei watched as Zhou Meifeng immediately started tidying up. The nimble Zhou Meifeng quickly made the living room neat and orderly again. But suddenly, Zhou Meifeng let out a scream.

"Ah!"

As Zhou Meifeng was cleaning up the disheveled sofa, she suddenly screamed. She found a huge gash torn into the once wide and comfortable sofa by some sharp object, making it not only unsightly but also clearly creating irreversible damage.

"It’s okay, don’t worry, I just got back and saw the house like this. I have no idea what happened. You first tell me what exactly happened."

Xiao Yifei stood behind Zhou Meifeng and also saw the huge gash on the sofa. Despite all this, he was still completely baffled, his heart full of questions. What on earth was going on?

"It’s my... it’s my responsibility, I’m so sorry, Xiao Yifei, how much is this couch, I’ll compensate you!"

Zhou Meifeng’s eyes were full of sorrow as she hastily apologized to Xiao Yifei, yet she still did not answer Xiao Yifei’s question. This rural woman, Mei Yan, remained unyielding and kind in her nature, just like when Xiao Yifei first met her.

"It’s not about the money. If you didn’t do this to the house on purpose, none of this would matter. It’s okay. And if you want to leave, I’m not stopping you. You’ve been working here for a while now, and suddenly you want to go, what exactly has happened?"

Xiao Yifei looked steadfastly at Zhou Meifeng and spoke earnestly, "Or have you encountered some difficulty? If you’re in trouble, tell me. Although I’m just an ordinary person, I can still help with small matters. You’ve kept the house neat and tidy all these days, I should be the one thanking you, not the other way around."

Zhou Meifeng was moved by Xiao Yifei’s words. She looked into his serious eyes, recalling the bits and pieces of help she received from him, how he had saved her from the bus, how she came to Xiao Yifei’s home and did light work for not a small amount of money. All of this made Zhou Meifeng feel an overwhelming gratitude to Xiao Yifei with no way to repay him, especially after she had damaged his house like this—she felt she deserved to die.

"It’s not about you being grateful to me, it’s me... I don’t know how to express my gratitude to you for all that you’ve done for me. And now, I’ve also turned your house into this..."

Zhou Meifeng looked at Xiao Yifei, a fleeting dim light flashing in her eyes. Her voice was low and unfinished as she bit her lip and turned to walk back to her room.

When Zhou Meifeng came out again, she was holding the same bag she had upon her return with Xiao Yifei. The bag was old but very clean, showing that Zhou Meifeng hadn’t discarded it but had kept it tidy and stored it.

Zhou Meifeng placed the bag on the floor and walked slowly towards Xiao Yifei. She then gently set the iPhone Xiao Yifei had bought her on the table. She hadn’t worn makeup, nor did she know how. Yet, even without it, Zhou Meifeng’s features were still exceptionally delicate and beautiful, a true natural beauty.

"Xiao Yifei, this... this is the phone you bought me. After you bought it, you never asked me for money. I wanted to save up some money for you, but I went to ask and found out that this phone costs over six thousand. I’ve never used anything so expensive. Look, I haven’t even peeled off the film on the phone, and I’ve kept all the receipts. See if you can return it. If you can’t return it, then sell it somewhere. I’ve taken very good care of it, it’s just like new."

Zhou Meifeng handed the iPhone to Xiao Yifei from the table: "But now, I have to leave, and I haven’t saved enough money. Xiao Yifei, you sell it, get whatever you can, and I’ll... I’ll compensate you for the rest."

Zhou Meifeng stood still, looking steadily at Xiao Yifei, her eyes filled entirely with reluctance and sadness: "I... I had planned to clean up the room before you got back, I had even changed my clothes, but then I remembered you bought me so many of these clothes because you must like to see me in them. I haven’t had much education, but I’m not dumb, I can tell you like me in these clothes."

"So, I was getting dressed in this outfit because you like it, but while I was changing, you suddenly came back."

Zhou Meifeng suddenly looked up at Xiao Yifei: "I’ve already put the extra money, the money you gave me that I didn’t spend, under the coffee table; I’ve sorted it all out."

After hearing this, Xiao Yifei turned his head toward the coffee table, and indeed, there was a roll of money placed there, corners and all, neatly rolled up.

"But this couch, I probably really can’t afford to compensate..."

Zhou Meifeng stood there prettily, biting her lip with a flash of determination in her eyes, and walked slowly towards Xiao Yifei.

"Take... take me then."

The closer Zhou Meifeng got, the more panicked Xiao Yifei became within. By the time Zhou Meifeng reached him, Xiao Yifei had already fallen back onto the couch, which had a large gash in it. He leaned back strenuously, tense all over.