Chapter 80: When The Time Comes, We Can Pin The Blame On Her
The next moment, the ajar restroom door was pushed open from outside by someone. Jiang Lixuan, with hair gelled back, a slightly grim expression, wearing only suit pants and a white shirt, strode in.
Jiang Xinxin followed behind him, tugging at his pant leg with her hand, peeking out half her face to look at Nan Yuanman, her face unable to hide a few triumphant smiles.
Upon seeing the young man lying in front of Nan Yuanman, she hurriedly shouted loudly: “Uncle! Quick, look over there!”
Jiang Lixuan first looked toward Nan Yuanman at the first moment, confirming she was safe, just with some disheveled clothes and hairstyle, before he relaxed in his heart.
He frowned tightly, walked toward Nan Yuanman, pointed at the man on the ground, and asked: “Perfection, what’s going on here?”
Before Nan Yuanman could explain, Jiang Xinxin spoke first: “Could it be that Sister Perfection did something to this big brother? Big brother looks like he’s not doing too well…”
Nan Yuanman frowned and glanced at Jiang Xinxin, then said to Jiang Lixuan: “You came at the right time. He just fainted from being scared by a ghost. Quick, come take him out and call 120 to cart him away.”
Hearing this, Jiang Lixuan immediately understood why Nan Yuanman had suddenly run into the men’s restroom. Without saying anything, he obediently went forward, hoisted the young man onto his back from the ground, and carried him out of the restroom.
Jiang Xinxin had thought that after Jiang Lixuan saw Nan Yuanman doing something bad, he would scold her harshly. But unexpectedly, not only did he not scold her, he even helped her save the person.
Connecting this to how Jiang Lixuan had been cold to her and her mother these past days, the unfairness in Jiang Xinxin’s heart boiled like boiling water. Reluctantly, she reminded him: “Uncle, Nan Yuanman harmed someone…”
“I didn’t harm anyone.” Nan Yuanman interrupted her, emphasizing: “I came to save him.”
Jiang Lixuan’s brows knitted tightly, he glanced faintly at Jiang Xinxin, and said coldly: “Xin Xin, this doesn’t concern you anymore. Your body isn’t well, there will be many people soon, the air will be stuffy, go find your mother first.”
Jiang Xinxin, who still wanted to say something, choked on her words. She bit her lip, stared straight at Nan Yuanman, and unwillingly said: “Fine…”
Jiang Lixuan carried the young man out. Nan Yuanman opened the coffin lid, put the equally comatose vengeful ghost inside, then hugged her bag, picked up the strap dropped on the ground, and walked toward the restroom exit.
Jiang Xinxin’s act of going to call Jiang Lixuan had attracted the staff in the banquet hall. When Jiang Lixuan carried the young man out of the restroom on his back, the curious onlookers instantly erupted in clamor.
“Isn’t that Lu Xu? What’s wrong with this guy?”
“He was just fine a moment ago, told me he was going to the restroom, this… what’s going on?”
“Don’t ask questions first, quick, call 120!”
Jiang Lixuan handed the comatose Lu Xu to the person in charge, letting them wait for 120 to take him to the hospital. He then took Nan Yuanman back to the sixteenth floor, having the stylist fix her hairstyle again.
Nan Yuanman sat in front of the vanity mirror, extremely depressed as she hugged the broken small shoulder bag. Gou Dan floated awkwardly behind her, his mouth opening and closing.
Jiang Lixuan noticed, hesitated for a moment, and said: “Your small shoulder bag, how did it get broken? Want me to sew it for you?”
“No need.” Nan Yuanman lowered her gaze to the strap in her hand, gently tugged it with her small hand, and pulled out chunks of fluffy cotton fabric.
She sighed maturely. This strap had been corroded and ruined by ghost energy, it couldn’t be used anymore.
She could only wait until evening to have Grandpa make a new strap. Luckily, the bag wasn’t broken, or she would have cried.
Jiang Lixuan watched her sad little appearance, thought for a moment, got up and walked to the window, and made a telephone call.
Once Nan Yuanman’s hairstyle was fixed, there was a knock on the tightly closed door. Jiang Lixuan went over to talk it out, then came back carrying several colorful small shoulder bags in his hand.
“Perfection.” He called her: “Take a look, do any of these bags catch your eye?”
Nan Yuanman looked over at the sound, and her eyes were filled with all sorts of children’s shoulder bags: cartoon frogs, sunflowers, little bears, and so on.
Nan Yuanman’s eyes brightened slightly, her gaze involuntarily landing on the sunflower shoulder bag. Jiang Lixuan, who had been closely watching her expression, immediately took out the sunflower bag: “Like this one?”
“Before your shoulder bag is repaired, use this one for now, okay?”
Nan Yuanman nodded reservedly: “Then… alright, this bag is one you gave me, got it!”
Jiang Lixuan’s heart relaxed a bit, the corners of his mouth unconsciously curving up: “Mm, I gave it to you.”
The little girl eagerly took the new bag, transferred the things from the old shoulder bag into it. While she was busy, Jiang Lixuan took a call midway and went out to handle something.
Nan Yuanman was halfway done organizing when her stomach hurt a bit. Habitually, she stuffed Xiao Hong into the new shoulder bag, clutched her buttocks, and pattered off to the restroom: “It’s coming out, it’s coming out, wahhh!”
There was a knock on the room door. Half a minute later, the door was carefully pushed open from outside, and Jiang Xinxin’s weak voice came through: “Uncle, Big Uncle is looking for you…”
Jiang Xinxin peeked in, and saw the room was empty, the styling brother and sister had also moved elsewhere.
She blinked her eyes, pushed open the door and walked in. Uncle wasn’t here?
She walked forward a few steps and saw the old shoulder bag that Nan Yuanman had placed on the sofa.
Jiang Xinxin recognized at a glance that it was the bag Nan Yuanman had been carrying with her lately.
She stood in the doorway, staring fixedly at this old bag, and as if possessed, went forward and very lightly rummaged through the old shoulder bag.
Gou Dan floated beside her, frowning, his eyes coldly watching her actions. Once Jiang Xinxin stole something, he would immediately act.
Inside the old shoulder bag were only some talismans that Nan Yuanman hadn’t had time to transfer.
Jiang Xinxin disgustedly pushed those talismans aside, reached inside, and suddenly felt a hard, square little thing. Like a small card.
“What are you doing?” Nan Yuanman’s voice suddenly sounded from behind her. Jiang Xinxin’s body jolted, she quickly pulled her hand out, and hid that hard thing in her palm.
She turned around with an impatient face, forcibly suppressing her rapidly beating heart, and complained: “Why sneak up on me like that! Don’t you know scaring people can scare them to death?”
“Who told you to sneak around? You didn’t touch my stuff, did you?” Nan Yuanman frowned, ran forward to push Jiang Xinxin away, and checked her old shoulder bag.
“You think everyone is like you! Geez! Falsely accusing people!” Jiang Xinxin gripped the small card, grumbled guiltily, stomped her foot, and said: “Forget it, I’m not playing with you anymore! When Uncle comes back, tell him Big Uncle is looking for him!”
With that, she ran out.
Gou Dan’s gaze darkly watched her back, and said: “She just rummaged through your shoulder bag, seems like she took something from it.”
Nan Yuanman sat on the sofa, checked through the things in the old shoulder bag back and forth, muttering: “But nothing’s missing from the bag!”
Grandpa’s peach wood sword, copper coin sword, and talismans were all still there.
“Huh!” Nan Yuanman took out a small black thing, and asked puzzledly: “What’s this?”
The man looked: “USB drive.”
Nan Yuanman scratched her head: “When did this appear in my bag? It wasn’t there before!”
Nan Yuanman racked her brains. The only explanation was that this might be Jiang Lixuan’s thing; during those days she slept in his room, she accidentally took it with her.
When he came back, she’d show it to him.
Gou Dan was worried, instructed Nan Yuanman not to run around anymore, and followed Jiang Xinxin’s scent by floating over.
As soon as he got close, he heard Jiang Yueyao’s voice: “Xin Xin, where did you go just now?”
Jiang Xinxin was still a bit guilty, hid the USB drive she swiped from Nan Yuanman in her palm, and said: “Mom, Big Uncle is looking for Uncle, I just went to call him.”
Jiang Yueyao frowned slightly, gave a soft hum, looked around, observed the surroundings, and after confirming no one was there, squatted in front of her and said seriously: “Xin Xin, do you still remember what Mom told you yesterday, to help Mom with something today?”
Jiang Xinxin nodded: “I remember.”
Jiang Yueyao took a black USB drive from her bag and handed it to her: “Then when the family reunion banquet starts later, sneak into the backstage and give this to the uncle in charge of playing the videos. Can you do it?”
Xin Xin was still a child, even if discovered by father or mother, it could be brushed off lightly.
After all, adults were always tolerant toward young cubs, especially since Jiang Xinxin was also frail…
Jiang Xinxin hesitated for a moment, then slowly nodded: “…Okay.”
“Good baby.” Jiang Yueyao kissed her forehead and gave her the USB drive: “Mom believes you can keep it safe, right?”
Jiang Xinxin nodded in confusion: “Mm.”
After instructing Jiang Xinxin, Jiang Yueyao went back to do her makeup.
Jiang Xinxin stood in the corridor, silent for a moment, extended her other hand that was tightly clenched into a fist, and only then discovered that what she brought out from Nan Yuanman’s old bag was also a black USB drive.
Just then, Jiang Xinxin suddenly felt someone gently push her from behind.
The two USB drives in her hand slipped and fell to the ground with a clatter.
Jiang Xinxin hurriedly picked them up, but both USB drives were black and the same model; once mixed together, she couldn’t tell them apart.
Jiang Xinxin panicked a little, tried hard to distinguish them for a while, still couldn’t tell, and fearing Jiang Yueyao would be disappointed if she found out, could only pick one blindly.
Anyway, it was a USB drive swiped from Nan Yuanman; if what played wasn’t the one from Mom, she could still shift the blame to her…
USB drive into shoulder bag, see chapter 62~
