Chapter 148: 148 How unfortunate, she not only knows sign language, but also lip reading

148 How unfortunate, she not only knows sign language, but also lip reading.

"I'm going to borrow one!" Ji Heyan shook off the boy's hand.

She turned her head to look at Tushan Jiu and asked, "Hey beautiful, can you lend me a knife?"

"Fine, you're rich, I don't care about you." The boy, feeling embarrassed by her, angrily walked aside and lowered his head to look at his phone again.

Tushan Jiu bent over and picked up a fruit knife: "The deal is preliminarily settled; listen well to your prophecy."

Ji Heyan nodded while taking the fruit knife, "Okay, go ahead."

Tushan Jiu glanced at the boy's shirt over there and immediately said, "When the Old Dragon fragrance from the cuff of the black shirt blends with the Jade Dragon tea scent of the white sweatshirt, I'll come find you for payment."

Ji Heyan lowered her head to look at her own white sweatshirt, and it matched.

But the perfume she used was Gu Jia Qimeng Gardenia.

Although this perfume's scent is somewhat similar to that of Jade Dragon tea fragrance, the gardenia aroma is stronger.

It seems this knife‑borrower is no different from those fortune‑tellers, just saying pleasant things.

But did she mean that 'blending' when she said it just now?

Ji Heyan glanced at the boy, and her face gradually turned red.

This is the senior she had secretly loved for a year; moreover, she dragged along her single‑ism‑advocating best friend, who had helped her wingman for a long time before finally winning him over.

They've only been together for two months; besides holding hands, they haven't even kissed, let alone anything else.

No matter whether the knife‑borrower's words are accurate or not, in the end it's good!

She put the fruit knife into her backpack and said, "Then I'll take your lucky words as a loan."

Tushan Jiu smiled faintly and said nothing.

Well, nothing's gotten through.

Did she forget that this white sweatshirt is her best friend's outfit?

Furthermore, when her best friend had her birthday, the perfume she gave her was exactly Jade Dragon tea fragrance.

But it doesn't matter; she soon remembered.

But with her carefree personality, she probably won't take it to heart.

After all, that honey‑trap of hers has always claimed in front of her to be a single‑ism advocate.

Oh yeah, right—those people really haven't confirmed a relationship with them; they're indeed still single.

One dormitory, six girls.

Three have boyfriends.

Two have become the fish in other people's fish ponds.

Now her boyfriend has also taken the bait; all that's left is for the other side to reel him in, and he'll easily be hooked.

Her best friend has a quirk; she's innately fond of the thrill of immorality.

In other words, she likes to flirt with men who already have girlfriends.

That gives her a great sense of accomplishment.

"Are we done or not? Xiao Yuan's been urging in the group again, I'm leaving."

The boy's urging voice interrupted Tushan Jiu's train of thought.

She glanced at Ji Heyan.

Ji Heyan answered with a sound, "Coming!" and then turned to run toward the boy.

The shyness on her face hadn't fully faded; she looked at him with starry eyes, even though she actually didn't like him that much.

How happy her gaze is now; when the prophecy comes true that day, her gaze will be just as full of disappointment and disgust.

Sometimes, people can't exchange sincerity for sincerity.

Ji Heyan walked away with the boy linked arm in arm.

Tushan Jiu tilted her head to watch their backs.

Suddenly Ji Heyan stopped her steps.

She turned her head and said a few things to the boy, still making a gesture to walk back.

But the boy grabbed her and said a lot.

Ji Heyan nodded midway, then the boy said a few more words and dragged her away.

Until the two disappeared completely from sight, Tushan Jiu gave a helpless smile and turned her head back.

How unfortunate, she not only knows sign language, but also lip reading.

Just now Ji Heyan said, "Oh no, I forgot to add that knife‑borrower's contact info; if she can't find me later to ask for payment, what should I do? No way, I have to go back and add it."

That boy pulled her back and said:

"Ji Heyan, are you stupid? She's basically a scammer, right? Did she tell you something pleasant, or something obvious at a glance, and it's also somewhat vague?"

"Such an obvious 'prophecy'—how could it not come true? Whether you believe it or not, when the time comes she'll surely demand a lion's share; if you didn't add her, then you didn't. Hurry up and leave, my taxi's here!"

But the boy doesn't realize that if you owe a debt to the knife‑borrower, no matter where you are—even at the ends of the earth—she can figure it out with a single calculation.

Tushan Jiu glanced at the knife on the ground.

So quickly she's lent out two knives; sure enough, Xie Shiyu is really useful.

Thinking of this, she again took out a lollipop from her pocket, unwrapped it, and put it in her mouth.

Suddenly, she heard someone shouting.

"Sister‑in‑law! Sister‑in‑law!"

Tushan Jiu looked over.

Upon looking, it was the plump Wang Xin (the kid from the Wang family who pretended to be a ghost in the 'Skin‑Peeling Ghost' chapter).

Tushan Jiu saw him running over excitedly, the flesh on his face trembling twice, and she couldn't help but twitch her eyelid.

Wang Xin's maternal grandfather lives nearby; today he had the day off, so he came over to keep them company.

He had just been accompanying the two elders on a stroll when he saw a crowd gathered over there; he took a closer look, recognized Tushan Jiu, and hurriedly called people to come over.

During this period his father kept praising him, all because of his connection, which allowed the Wang Family to obtain a knife on credit and then join that project of the Lu Family.

The Lu Family's affair is no longer a secret in the circle, after all Lu Cheng suddenly disappeared, Old Master Lu was suddenly hospitalized, and the young Lu Ze Yuan shouldered the main beam of the Lu Family alone—anyone can see what kind of aristocratic scandal this is.

Everyone was laughing at the Lu Family's misfortune, but after the Wang Family announced they were joining, many secretly said the Wang Family were big suckers.

But in the end they actually fought a beautiful turnaround battle, completely silencing all the gossip.

So the Wang Family rose with the tide, went up another floor, and stands firm!

And all of this is thanks to Tushan Jiu.

Wang Xin's father kept emphasizing to him that Tushan Jiu is an honored guest of the Wang Family.

Moreover, the Wang Family obtained a knife on credit, and she is still their creditor.

So Wang Xin never expected to run into Tushan Jiu here today.

He had great momentum, and when he got here he managed to brake in time.

Wang Xin panted slightly and asked, "Sister-in-law, what a coincidence! Do you still remember me? I'm a friend of Jing Zhou and Jing Ting; my name is Wang Xin, from the Wang Family."

Tushan Jiu nodded, "Yeah, the one who pretended to be a zombie in the Chen Family."

"Ugh…" Wang Xin froze, the image of the dead skinning ghost flashing back into his mind.

Oh no, he'll definitely have to keep the light on to sleep for the next couple days.

He scratched the back of his head, gave a simple smile, "Yeah, that's me—I'm the one who pretended to be a ghost. Hehe, sister-in-law, what are you doing here?"

Tushan Jiu didn't mind his way of addressing her; being called second or third younger brother was also fine.

She answered his question, "I'm obtaining a knife on credit."

Wang Xin's eyes lit up, "Can anyone obtain something on credit?"

"Not necessarily, but you can."

Those words made Wang Xin feel like he was the chosen one.

He gleefully raised his hand, "Then sister-in-law, I'd like to obtain a knife on credit."

Tushan Jiu curled her lip and handed him a kitchen knife.

"The deal is tentatively set; listen to your prophecy……."

Wang Xin nodded, full of anticipation.

Tushan Jiu slowly said, "When you're holding a medical report while running on the treadmill and crying, I'll come to your door to collect payment."

Wang Xin: "……."

This prophecy is a bit too obvious, isn't it!