"Cheng Ge?" The light red hair with a side fringe covered half of Lian Kang's face. He was secretly gasping for air, as the knife wound on his shoulder made even the slightest movement painful enough to break out in a cold sweat.
"What a coincidence! Cheng Ge, you're also in Singapore? Wow, there are just too many coincidences!" Wen Ling quickly patted the dirt off her clothes and walked over, looking up at Lian Kang.
"Yeah, I've been in Singapore for several days. I have some business here. Who is he?" His sharp gaze coldly shot towards Lan Qi.
Lan Qi jumped up, raising both hands as if surrendering, "Hey, San Ge, listen to me, I have nothing to do with this woman. I just happen to know her by coincidence. Don't worry, this fierce woman is not my type. San Ge, please don't get jealous."
"San Ge?" Lian Kang frowned. Why was this oddly dressed kid calling him San Ge?
Lan Qi scratched his head and chuckled, "San Ge... is... Wen Ling's little third brother at home..."
Little third brother?! Wen Ling's face immediately turned red, and she stomped her foot, "Lan Qi! If you keep talking nonsense, I'll get angry! Shut your dirty mouth!"
She quickly apologized to Lian Kang, "Sorry, Cheng Ge, this guy is just like that, he has no filter, don't mind him."
Lian Kang sneered, "Hmph, I won't pay attention to him. I never argue with someone who is neither male nor female..."
Neither male nor female? Lan Qi was furious.
Wen Ling's little third brother had quite a sharp tongue.
Lian Kang wanted to pull the petite Wen Ling into his arms, but he felt powerless. His arms and wrists were injured, and facing the fragrant woman, he could only watch helplessly.
"Are you crying? Did something sad happen?" Wen Ling's face stiffened for a moment before she shook her head. She didn't want to share her personal feelings with others.
"Well, I'm going back to my country tomorrow. Do you want to come back with me?"
Wen Ling perked up, her eyes wide open, "Really? Can I go back with you? But I don't have a single cent, and the plane ticket..."
Lan Qi had already noticed that Lian Kang's clothes and car were not those of a poor person. Hearing Wen Ling still worrying about the plane ticket almost made him laugh out loud.
Lian Kang smiled, his light red hair blowing in the wind, a mix of roguishness, violence, and coldness, but there was a hint of warmth in his eyes as he looked at Wen Ling, "Hehe, the ticket is expensive, but who told you that you are my dog's caretaker? Forget it, for the sake of my little rice grain, I'll treat you this time."
For some reason, talking to her made it impossible to be serious or formal. It was a strange feeling...
"Yay yay yay! Cheng Ge, thank you! You're such a good person!" Wen Ling cheered excitedly, raising her fist in the air.
Being able to go back to her country was the best choice. Meeting Bai Haonan again and going back with him felt awkward. Oh, his grandfather had belittled her, and now she would follow Bai Haonan back? Was she that shameless?
Hmph, Bai Haonan, just wait and see. Without you, I, Wen Ling, can also return home safely!
The plane ticket is really expensive...
"Cheng Ge, you're not drunk, are you? You can't go back on your word! Come on, let's make a pinky promise!" Wen Ling, fearing that Lian Kang might change his mind later, quickly extended her little finger towards him.
A pinky promise?
Heavens, how many years had it been since he played such a childish game?
When you lead a group of brothers, wielding knives and charging at the enemy, do you really need to make a pinky promise before starting the fight?
Lian Kang was taken aback, then reluctantly extended his hand. Damn it, it was the same wrist that Bai Haonan had injured, and it still hurt. He could only suck in a breath and awkwardly extend his little finger to lightly touch Wen Ling's.
Damn Wen Ling, giggling and shaking their fingers up and down, made Lian Kang grit his teeth in pain.
The pain was so intense that his facial muscles were about to cramp, and he was sweating profusely.
"Pinky promise, one hundred years without changing! Alright, Cheng Ge, when we get back, you can't ask me for the ticket, okay? This is what you promised. Don't worry, I'll repay this favor to little rice grain. I'll bathe little rice grain every day and give massages. You won't lose out; you'll gain!"
Lian Kang looked at the sky, "Let's go, follow me back to the hotel. You can't sleep on the street, can you?"
Wen Ling hesitated for a moment but nodded, "Um..."
But Lan Qi grabbed Wen Ling, "Hey, take me with you! I'm poor too, I don't have any money, but I want to go to China to develop. San Ge, oh no, I mean Cheng Ge, take me with you! I want to go to China too."
Wen Ling was surprised, "What are you tagging along for? Do your family know?"
Lan Qi shook his head, "I don't have family; I'm an orphan. Cheng Ge, take me with you. The ticket, consider it a debt I owe you. I'll pay you back when I make money."
Wen Ling looked at Lan Qi, then at Lian Kang, "Cheng Ge, do you have enough money to buy his ticket?"
Lian Kang almost burst out laughing. It wasn't a matter of money, but whether this kid posed a threat...
Lan Qi was clever, his eyes rolling as he leaned closer to Lian Kang and whispered, "Don't worry, big brother, I'm into same-sex love."
Lian Kang raised an eyebrow, "Alright, let's take this little friend along..."
Wen Ling jumped up happily, grabbing Lan Qi's arm, "Let's go, Rainbow Brother."
Lan Qi irritably pushed Wen Ling away, "Hey, don't be so clingy! I can't be dragged down by you! Last time it was your fault! Pay attention to your little third brother at home and don't cause unnecessary misunderstandings. And don't call me Rainbow Brother again, call me Lan Qi, Lan Qi!!"
In the distance, in the dark, several cars were parked.
Bai Haonan stared intently ahead, his fists unconsciously clenching.
The air in the car suddenly felt thin, almost suffocating.
Luo Yuan didn't dare to speak.
The boss hadn't said a word for a long time, not even cursing, which meant he was really angry.
The silent killing intent was rising.
Damn it, why was Wen Ling so familiar with Lian Kang? They seemed to have a very close relationship. And Lan Qi, had they all known each other for a long time?
What was the relationship between Wen Ling and Lian Kang?
Luo Yuan gripped his phone, thinking of certain ambiguous photos he had taken, his palms sweating.
For the first time, Bai Haonan realized he could think about something for an entire sleepless night.
Just like that, in the night, he stared blankly, wide-eyed, lost in thought!
"Damn it! That little girl is really following Lian Kang? You've got some guts, huh? Is there anything you wouldn't dare to do? How do you know Wen Ling?"
Bai Haonan lay on the hospital bed, frustrated, pulling at his hair.
Luo Yuan also couldn't sleep. He watched the boss tossing and turning, not daring to sleep himself.
The boss was the boss, an abnormal person, who could sit in a car and go find Wen Ling with such a serious injury, pulling out the IV drip...
The next day, Bai Haonan seemed to have lost weight overnight.
His eyes were dark, and his gaze was dim.
Without a noisy little woman by his side, his mood was absolutely terrible.
"Did you see her? Is it her?"
"Yes, it's really Miss Wen..." Luo Yuan was using binoculars to look at someone twenty meters away, "Boss, Miss Wen is talking with Lan Qi, and they just followed Lian Kang into security."
"...Does she talk more with Lian Kang or with Lan Qi?"
Luo Yuan scratched his head, "Uh, well... actually, both talk quite a bit. That woman can't keep her mouth shut... But I can't tell the boss, or he'll be furious."
"Boss, Miss Wen seems to talk more with Lan Qi, not much with Lian Kang."
"Hu... that's good..." Bai Haonan let out a slight sigh of relief.
Lan Qi was just a kid, with a bit of pride and sharpness, not a threat.
Wen Ling and Lan Qi were discussing singing.
"You said, for that audition at your school, have you decided on the song you'll perform?"
"I've decided, it's a very cheerful song and dance."
"I think you should modify the song a bit; it doesn't have to be a standard performance..."
"I understand that. Of course, I'll design some high-difficulty pop elements... I'm just worried I don't have a suitable partner for the dance. I don't know any boys who are really good at dancing; I can't look up to any of them..."
Lan Qi flicked his hair dramatically, "Far away in the sky, close at hand... What do you think of me? I think if we collaborate, we'll be unbeatable."
"Haha, that's true! Lan Qi, your dancing skills are really high; you might even surpass me..."
"Nonsense! What do you mean I might surpass you? I'm already way better than you!"
"You're just bragging; let's see how many cows you can blow up!"
"Hmph, just wait and see! With my help, you're getting a once-in-a-thousand-years opportunity! By the way, Wen Ling, let's form a duo and call ourselves 'Strange Cool'!"
Wen Ling was taken aback, then burst out laughing, "What a silly name, it sounds terrible. Strange Cool? Doesn't that mean desolate?"
"Then what do you suggest we call it?"
"How about... 'Cool Strange'?"
"Ah! That sounds like a mat, or cold noodles..."
Bang bang bang... Wen Ling, unable to win the argument against Lan Qi, became angry and chased after him.
But then she suddenly froze, standing there in shock...
"Lan Qi... Whenever I think about what Hao's grandfather said about me, my heart feels particularly sour... What should I do?"
"Ah, poor thing..."
Lan Qi wrapped his arm around Wen Ling's shoulders, "Come on, uncle will comfort you..."
"What uncle? Are you looking to die? Rainbow Brother?"
"Hey, didn't I tell you? Don't call me Rainbow Brother! How could you..."
Lan Qi silently thought: Wen Ling, do you have a crush on Bai Haonan? Why do you care so much about what his family thinks of you? If it's not love, then what is it?
Luo Yuan watched her through the binoculars, silently saying: Woman, your name is 'annoying'! Why can you smile with any man you're with?
Wen Ling was happy, and whether she was happy or not, Lian Kang didn't care.
He suddenly realized something strange: he was actually concerned about this woman's thoughts.
Was she thinking about Bai Haonan?
Did she secretly shed tears just now because of Bai Haonan? Wait, wait, wait...
No!
He couldn't become so invested in a woman!
This was too wrong...
So, Lian Kang remained like an iceberg, freezing his expression, deliberately ignoring what Wen Ling was doing.