Chapter 21: with translation of chapter title: 21

21 【Father's debt, daughter collects】

This farce ended with the police taking Ning Hao away.

Before getting into the police car, Wang Xue nian asked Tushan Jiu for the payment for borrowing the knife.

Tushan Jiu collected 2580 yuan from her.

Those who said she was going to eat a free meal instantly felt a bit embarrassed and slunk back to continue eating.

Xie Jingting warned them to delete the recorded videos, otherwise they'd be waiting for a lawyer's letter.

Tushan Jiu saw him wearing big sunglasses, angry enough to be smug, and she couldn't help but curl her lips.

Xie Jingting saw her smile, looked away, gave a light cough, then said exasperatedly: "You're still laughing? Don't you know to call us when you're being bullied? And you're covering for me—otherwise I'd have to step in."

Tushan Jiu unwrapped a lollipop and put it in her mouth, then took another from her pocket and handed it to Xie Jingting, saying: "Fine, from now on you cover for me, sister-in-law will treat you to a lollipop!"

Cultivators absorbing ghostly energy can enhance their cultivation; ordinary people absorbing it can prolong life and increase vitality.

Aside from being a bit two-faced and tsundere, the third brother is still pretty good.

Moreover, he stood up for us today, so as his sister-in-law we naturally ought to treat him to something good to eat.

This thing is hard to come by; she normally doesn't give it to ordinary people.

Xie Jingting's ears were a bit red; he reluctantly took the lollipop from Tushan Jiu's hand, muttering: "Tch, you're treating me like a kid, don't forget you're only a year older than me."

But just as his hand touched the lollipop, a sarcastic voice came over.

"Yo, I didn't expect that our Third Young Master Xie would be bought off by a single lollipop—I even forgot who was denying he had a sister-in-law~"

Chen You nan was half-leaning against a nearby pillar, the other hand holding his phone recording; it was obvious that his affected moment just now had been captured.

Xie Jingting's face darkened, but he didn't pull his hand back; instead he openly took the lollipop from Tushan Jiu, unwrapped it, and put it in his mouth.

He mumbled: "What, you're jealous? Before, I misunderstood some things because I was clueless. I'm telling you, my sister-in-law is formidable—you'd better not provoke her, or when she gets angry she'll make you eat a whole pot!"

After saying that, he jabbed Tushan Jiu with his elbow: "Right, sister-in-law?"

Tushan Jiu looked at Xie Jingting, then at Chen You nan.

She understood: this was the part for delivering harsh lines, and she couldn't let the third brother lose face.

So she went along with it, hands in pockets, raising an eyebrow at Chen You nan: "Exactly, you'd better not provoke me, or I'll broadcast the fact that you hide little skirts!"

Chen You nan froze.

Xie Jingting was stunned.

Their friends who came looking for them had their jaws drop.

Moments later, who knows who started it, but the hot pot restaurant instantly filled with laughter.

Chen You nan's face was blacker than coal, and he hurriedly left with his entourage.

Tushan Jiu extended her palm toward Xie Jingting.

The two exchanged a smile.

Xie Jingting crunched the candy with a crack, then slapped his hand onto Tushan Jiu's palm.

Today is Tuesday; although Xie Jingting is a freshman, he has no classes this afternoon, so the two went back to the Xie family's old residence together.

As soon as they got home, they saw Xie Shiyu sitting on the living room sofa, as if waiting for them.

Xie Jingting instinctively stepped slightly behind Tushan Jiu.

Tushan Jiu, however, felt nothing and walked forward.

Xie Shiyu's gaze had been on her since she entered the door, sizing her up.

After she sat down opposite him, he finally spoke: "Are you hurt?"

Tushan Jiu knew he was referring to the hot pot incident; she shook her head: "No, I'm very strong—he's weaker than the third brother, he can't hurt me."

Xie Jingting: "......" They're definitely fake friends!

Xie Shiyu nodded: "Mm, glad you're not hurt. I'll have someone deal with that waiter. You're my fiancée—no one can bully you. And Jingting——"

He glanced at his own brother, and Xie Jingting immediately straightened his back.

"You did well. Thanks for protecting her. Pick whatever reward you want and tell me—anything goes."

Xie Jingting's eyes lit up, delighted: "Really, brother?"

Xie Shiyu replied: "Mm, really."

"Then I won't hold back—I want a Bugatti Centodieic!"

"Fine, I'll have Secretary Li arrange it."

Xie Jingting happily jumped up, then suddenly thought of something, sidled up to Tushan Jiu: "Sister-in-law, sister-in-law, I want to borrow a knife from you!"

Tushan Jiu smiled: "Sure."

She pulled out a small, delicate nail clipper she carries with her, stating the price: "One thousand, orange."

"Okay, deal—I'll transfer it now." Xie Jingting fumbled out his phone and quickly sent the money to Tushan Jiu.

Xie Shiyu amusedly watched Xie Jingting—what a huge change in just one day.

It seems his worries were unnecessary; his fiancée really has a talent for winning people's hearts.

Tushan Jiu felt Xie Shiyu looking at her; she lifted her gaze, blinked, and said: "What are you looking at?"

Xie Shiyu: "........."

"Cough, nothing much—you guys play, I'm going to the study to handle some business."

Tushan Jiu also rose: "Third brother, you play on your own; I'm going to take a nap."

She has a habit of napping at noon because she sometimes goes out at night, so she habitually takes a midday sleep to rest and recuperate.

For example, tonight the person she's collecting a debt from is a night owl.

The two went upstairs one after the other, leaving Xie Jingting alone in the living room gossiping with friends about Chen You nan's peculiar habit.

At night, in the northern suburbs of Nan Cheng's film and television city, a fully armed man emerged from a hotel.

He wore a hat and mask, dressed head to toe in black tactical gear, blending completely into the night.

But the amber-colored eyes exposed outside were especially noticeable, particularly the cinnabar mole at the outer corners.

If it were daytime, just relying on this feature would definitely get him recognized.

He is Bai Yu, the top-tier domestic entertainment star boasting 120 million fans and a face worth a hundred million.

At this moment, a black extra-large suitcase stood beside him, and he kept looking left and right as if searching for something.

Suddenly, someone behind him called out, "Bai Bai?"

Bai Yu blinked, then quickly turned around, saying, "I told you I'm called Bai Yu now, not Bai Bai."

Tushan Jiu: "But your parents told me you're called Bai Bai."

"Bai Yu, Bai Yu, Bai Yu, I'm called Bai Yu!"

"Fine, fine, call yourself whatever you want—did you bring the stuff?" Tushan Jiu couldn't be bothered to argue with him; she was here to collect a debt, the rest didn't matter.

Bai Yu snorted, shoved the black suitcase hard toward her, and muttered, "I guess I'm also paying off my father's debt."

Tushan Jiu held the sliding suitcase in place, "Yeah, that's right—I'm collecting my father's debt."