Rebirth: I Am Super Rich in Apocalypse
Chapter 239: Asking to Come Over

Chapter 239: Chapter 239: Asking to Come Over

The family encouraged each other again and then stopped.

Although not urgent, it was still necessary to ask about the specifics.

This matter was a little secret between Song Yi and her, so she went directly to him.

Unexpectedly, the man was leisurely brewing tea at home.

"Where did this tea table come from, so imposing."

Actually, she wanted to ask why she hadn’t seen it before.

"I’ve had it for a while, just never brought it out, come have some tea!"

Jhiang Yuan didn’t hesitate, directly sitting on the small stool next to him.

Song Yi’s movements were fluid like flowing clouds, brewing tea and warming cups, coupled with his cool demeanor, there was also a sense of nobility.

A cup of tea was handed over, Jhiang Yuan picked it up, asked a question, and then took a sip.

A faint fragrance wafted over, lingering around her mouth and nose.

"Do you know about the situation downstairs?"

"Yeah, he went to the eighth floor and got beaten up."

"Is he dead?"

She asked bluntly, Song Yi continued pouring tea and didn’t look up.

"He won’t survive the night..."

So he was still alive, how could the people on the eighth floor be so kind-hearted.

"Not killing him outright?"

"The day is long, always need to find some entertainment."

What the heck, these people are so morbid.

She silently sympathized with Xiao Long for three seconds, truly...

"Getting soft-hearted?"

Song Yi glanced up at her, speaking absentmindedly.

"How could I, his hands aren’t clean.

He was even collaborating with Fan Yao on that kind of thing, if he lived, who knows what trouble he might stir up later."

What she said was also true, the man deserved to die.

The group on the eighth floor was no better, none of them were good people.

The main point was that they had threatened their interests, and this matter needed to be dealt with.

"Jhiang Yuan, the snow is about to stop, everything should also come to an end."

His words hinted at more, yet his demeanor was calm as a light breeze and mild rain.

Looking up toward the window, the corner of the curtain was drawn.

The snowflakes had indeed slowed down considerably, sprinkling down, fluttering wildly across the sky.

"Okay, I’ll listen to you..."

She set down her cup, signifying some agreement had been reached.

"Let’s go, downstairs, to watch the drama."

Watching a drama, now?

Jhiang Yuan was somewhat surprised, wasn’t everything over, what drama was there left to watch?

Yet, despite her questions, she followed him out anyway.

Upon reaching the corridor, she heard noises from below.

It was Fan Yao arriving, she glanced at Song Yi, this guy, suddenly acting mysterious.

"Qingqing, please, go check, Xiao Long hasn’t come back, I really don’t know what to do?"

When she reached the twentieth floor, she happened to see Ye Mianmian watching the drama.

"What’s the matter?"

"Lacking shame, she came to beg Fan Qing to save someone."

Poor thing, she was really out of options.

But, Fan Yao really was unlucky, or perhaps it was poor choice.

Those she liked, none were reliable.

"I’ve already told you, I don’t owe you anything, really speechless, how can you still have the face to come find me?"

Fan Yao was crying miserably, looking quite pitiful.

"Qingqing, I was wrong before, please help me, I really have no other way.

Now it’s just me left, I can’t save him.

You have more people, and weapons, please help me, I beg you."

Her words were earnest, and she probably knew herself that the days ahead were not going to be easy.

"Sorry, don’t think too much about it, we are not going to meddle in others’ affairs."

"It’s not about meddling, I’ll compensate you. Would rice be okay?"

Damn, they even have rice at home. It seems Old Wu really did leave quite a bit behind!

"I’m not interested. You should find someone else."

Saying this, she grabbed Zhang Kaiyang, preparing to leave.

"Qingqing, don’t go. Just pity me, I really have no other way.

Li Tianyu left, and Xiao Long is gone too. How am I supposed to live?"

At this, Fan Qing sighed deeply.

She really couldn’t understand, Fan Yao had always been like a vine, never independent.

"You’re not disabled, why do you need to depend on others?

Can’t you live on your own, Fan Yao? I really despise you."

From a young age, all she knew was to cry and cry, never did anything substantial.

"Me? I can’t do it on my own."

Fan Yao suddenly felt dumbfounded. Living alone in such cold weather?

With so many dangers outside, how could this be possible?

"What can’t you do? Everyone is gone, and you are still like this, you deserve not being able to stand on your own..."

Back in their hometown, they would say that a man who can’t stand is one who can’t hold up the household.

He would be bullied by various people in the village, and life at home wouldn’t be easy.

Zhang Kaiyang, who had been listening all along, also spoke up in support of Fan Qing.

"Qingqing is right. Since you have food, you won’t starve to death.

Depending on others will never be as solid as relying on yourself.

That’s all there is to it. Think it over for yourself. We’re going to leave now.

And don’t come bothering us anymore.

We know what you did to Qingqing. Next time, we won’t be so polite. Do you understand?"

His threat was categorical.

Fan Yao was stunned and, as if possessed, nodded her head.

"Let’s go."

"Okay."

The two left sweetly, a stark contrast to her own dispirited state.

Fan Yao didn’t leave immediately; she stayed frozen for about ten minutes, then dried her tears and got up to leave.

Several people had gathered at Song Yi’s house to warm themselves.

"You all came out, who is on duty today?"

Jhiang Yuan thought of this suddenly and felt nervous.

Although the record was not very effective, it still had to be maintained.

"Don’t worry, Xiao Ling is at home. She’s watching."

"Oh, that’s good."

"Brother Song, Sister Yuan, did you hear about what happened this morning?

I don’t know what got into Xiao Long. He even dared to go and fight alone."

Seeing this, Liang Kang took over the conversation.

"I heard him swearing up a storm, seems like someone from the eighth floor went up to their twelfth floor.

Probably they were after him, or he wouldn’t have reacted like that."

Jhiang Yuan covertly glanced at Song Yi, neither of them spoke, this time the eighth floor was truly wronged.

But the people on their side didn’t know and just kept it to themselves, continuing the misunderstanding didn’t matter much.

"Now, shouldn’t we use this as an excuse to make a visit?"

As Liang Kang said this, he looked around at everyone’s reactions.

"There’s no need, Brother Liang. Qingqing has already made it clear where she stands with her.

We don’t owe her anything, and it’s none of our business."

Zhang Kaiyang thought he was talking about helping Fan Yao.

Of course, it was also out of consideration for Fan Qing’s feelings.

"No, brother, I mean, we go down using this as an excuse.

Rescuing isn’t the priority, the main thing is to check out the situation over there."