Super Soldier in the City

The bag was returned to Chu Xiaoyao, and she couldn’t get what was inside, so Zhang Tao’s girlfriend wasn’t too happy. But Zhang Tao laughed and said, "Sis, don’t be so stingy. I know you’re doing very well now, and this bag is old anyway. Why not give it to your sister-in-law as a meeting gift?"

Chu Xiaoyao replied directly, "I’ve already given the meeting gift earlier, Zhang Tao, enough is enough. I’m here to see my aunt and uncle."

Zhang Tao was momentarily speechless, then awkwardly smiled and said, "Just joking around, sis. Why so excited? You’ve already given your sister-in-law a present. That bag is so expensive that even if you give it to us, we wouldn’t dare wear it. Besides, even if we wore it, it wouldn’t look real on us."

Chu Xiaoyao ignored him. Zhang Tao felt embarrassed and a bit unhappy. After a while, he got up and went to a room, his girlfriend following him, leaving only that male friend. With just the two of them in the living room, this guy grew bolder and said, "Hi, I’m Zhao Zimo, can we get to know each other?"

To say the least about Zhao Zimo, he looked okay, with a build and height that were pretty standard – maybe a three or four out of ten. But he probably thought he was very handsome because he squeezed out a smile and struck a confident pose.

But in Chu Xiaoyao’s eyes, other than Li Yifei who was her number one in the world, no other men were worth a glance. Not just Zhao Zimo, but even the usual male celebrities on TV couldn’t catch her eye. Besides, is there any celebrity the Li family can’t see now? They own one of the largest film companies in the North, with lots of contracted male and female stars.

Chu Xiaoyao just glanced at him indifferently and then lowered her head to fiddle with her phone as if she hadn’t heard anything.

Zhao Zimo’s face showed a hint of embarrassment, but he assumed he was very charming and thought of Chu Xiaoyao as a typical "green tea" girl. He had his methods for dealing with such women. Clearing his throat, Zhao Zimo leaned over and took out his phone, saying to Chu Xiaoyao, "It’s fate to meet, let’s add each other on WeChat. Don’t worry, I mean no harm, it’s just that you’re so beautiful that I couldn’t help wanting to know you."

Zhao Zimo didn’t know Chu Xiaoyao’s background and identity, but realizing she was casually handling something nearly worth ten thousand, even though passively, he knew she was pretty wealthy. He was sharper than Zhang Tao’s girlfriend and immediately recognized that this bag was not just five figures but six, probably worth between two hundred and three hundred thousand.

Seeing how Chu Xiaoyao didn’t care much about the bag, just placing it on the coffee table, he realized this woman was indeed rich.

So a young, wealthy, and most importantly, beautiful woman like this – he had to know her. Even if she couldn’t become his girlfriend, getting her into bed would still be something to brag about. Even if that didn’t happen, getting into her circle through Chu Xiaoyao was also a good outcome.

Of course, all these were Zhao Zimo’s wishful thoughts. Chu Xiaoyao moved aside and said coldly, "I don’t add people I don’t know."

She was indeed playing with WeChat, but she wouldn’t add such unknown men. What’s more, the way he eyed her just now was so indecent, it would be strange if Chu Xiaoyao acknowledged him.

Zhao Zimo was rejected continuously, but he was unwilling to give up. The more challenging the woman, the more he felt it worth pursuing, so he continued, "Miss Chu, my name is Zhao Zimo. Look, now we know each other, right? I work in a foreign company, am twenty-four years old, and graduated two years ago."

"I’m not interested," Chu Xiaoyao said. "If there’s nothing else, I’d like some peace and quiet."

Zhao Zimo didn’t expect Chu Xiaoyao to be so direct. Holding back, he said, "Alright then, enjoy your peace. But I just want to make some friends in Mile City."

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This time, Chu Xiaoyao didn’t even reply, ignoring Zhao Zimo.

Zhao Zimo’s face didn’t change, but inside he was cursing incessantly, staring at Chu Xiaoyao, cursing in his heart, "Damn bitch, who knows how many people you’ve already been with, yet still pretending to be innocent! Damn, really damn."

Chu Xiaoyao was ready to leave. She didn’t want to stay even a minute longer in this environment. What kind of people were these, saying she had no family ties, but did they have any family ties themselves? Of course, Chu Xiaoyao admitted she forgot to buy some fruits and gifts when she came upstairs, which was her fault. But Zhang Tao and his girlfriend hid in the bedroom getting cozy, Wang Jing and her husband were busy in the kitchen, leaving a sleazy man to entertain her? What was that all about?

So Chu Xiaoyao took her phone, grabbed her small bag, walked to the kitchen, and said to Wang Jing, "Aunt, I have matters to attend to, I’m heading back."

Wang Jing, who had just been whispering with her husband about how to bring up the topic and instructing him to get Chu Xiaoyao tipsy, suddenly heard Chu Xiaoyao about to leave. She panicked instantly, wiped her hands on her clothes, hurried out to stop her, and anxiously said, "Why are you leaving? Your uncle and I are cooking. At least stay and eat before you go."

"No, aunt, I have urgent matters to tend to. I’m going back first. I just came to check on my uncle; if he’s okay, I’m relieved. I’ll come back some other time when I’m free." Chu Xiaoyao said this while reaching the door, bending down to change her shoes.

Wang Jing was anxious, grabbing Chu Xiaoyao’s arm, saying, "You can’t leave, you have to eat before you go."

It wasn’t that she had to eat before leaving, but she hadn’t yet discussed the important matters and couldn’t let Chu Xiaoyao leave. Otherwise, who knew when they could catch Chu Xiaoyao next time.

Chu Xiaoyao said, "I really have to go."

As the two talked, Zhang Tao and his girlfriend in the room also came out, as did the uncle, who, seeing her about to leave, all said, "You can’t go, you can’t go, you can’t leave now!"

They were about to gather around, but Chu Xiaoyao was heading for the door.

With a snap, one of the straps of the bag Chu Xiaoyao was holding snapped off. Wang Jing was stunned for a moment because she was the one who had yanked it off. The strap of this kind of bag is embedded, so when it breaks, it looks really bad. Moreover, even if it was just a little scratched, Chu Xiaoyao wouldn’t carry it anymore.

Zhang Tao’s girlfriend covered her mouth and gasped. Such an expensive bag was yanked and ruined by Zhang Tao’s mom. Zhang Tao grimaced, and Zhao Zimo rolled his eyes, thinking to himself, damn, that’s hundreds of thousands...

Only Wang Jing seemed calm. The flesh on her face twitched slightly, and she quickly picked up the bag, wrapped the strap around, and said, "It’s okay, it’s okay, Auntie will fix it for you later, I promise it won’t be noticeable."

Chu Xiaoyao regretted coming. She had been in a good mood after playing games with Li Yifei in the afternoon, but insisted on coming here. The money wasn’t the issue; it was the frustration that mattered more.

Glancing at the bag, Chu Xiaoyao grabbed it and said in a calm tone, "I’ll fix it myself. If there’s nothing else, I’m leaving."

Wang Jing wanted to nod but quickly remembered her son’s matter. She grabbed Chu Xiaoyao’s arm again with force, stopping her, and said, "Xiaoyao, you need to eat. After dinner, Auntie needs to talk to you."

Chu Xiaoyao struggled a couple of times but couldn’t break free and became a bit annoyed. She said, "If you have something to say, just say it. Don’t pull me. I’m not eating. Just tell me what’s up."

Wang Jing slowly let go of Chu Xiaoyao and said, "Let’s sit down and talk, not stand by the door like this."

"Fine." Chu Xiaoyao huffed and plopped down on the sofa while still wearing her shoes. The five people at the door exchanged looks, and Wang Jing gritted her teeth before coming over to sit next to Chu Xiaoyao.

The others followed suit, with Zhao Zimo tagging along for the spectacle, while Zhang Tao looked a bit nervous, glancing at his mother and father. This concerned him, and if it worked out, it would be great.

After a brief silence, Wang Jing spoke first, with a smile recalling Chu Xiaoyao’s parents. Chu Xiaoyao disliked this and interrupted, saying, "If you have something to say, speak up. Please don’t involve my parents."

"Oh, oh, well I... Auntie really has a favor to ask, hoping you can help Auntie." Wang Jing was thick-skinned and not affected by Chu Xiaoyao’s words.

Glancing at her husband, Wang Jing said, "I mentioned it over the phone, your uncle is ill, and we don’t have much money. So we were thinking since you’re doing well now, could you help us out!"

Chu Xiaoyao responded directly, "I see my uncle is quite healthy. What illness does he have?"

"This... it’s quite difficult to treat. If it’s treated late, it might get delayed. Your uncle is still young; we should do whatever we can to save him, right?"

"Oh, well, I know a few attending physicians, even those dealing with cancer. I’ll help contact them for you later, and you can just go for a checkup," Chu Xiaoyao said.

She didn’t mention money, but Wang Jing had to bring it up as what she needed was money.

"Xiaoyao, we’ve contacted the doctor and confirmed the illness, so you can just give us some money. It’s not that Auntie is doing something wrong, but... I heard the Li family is very wealthy now, and since you’re his little... um, wife, you surely don’t lack money. Please pity your uncle; he’s so young to be suffering from a terminal illness. Help us, please."

Wang Jing spoke with a hint of pain, as if about to choke with sobs, but unfortunately, no tears fell after a long while. Chu Xiaoyao didn’t look at her and instead scanned the room. She saw her uncle with his head down, saying nothing, Zhang Tao looking nervous, and Zhang Tao’s girlfriend also looking tense, though her expression was obviously off, more like she was distressed about that bag.

Chu Xiaoyao smirked slightly and said, "So what exactly is the illness? Even if it’s a terminal disease, it has to have a name."

"This... Zhang Tao, what was it your father was diagnosed with?" Wang Jing looked at her son, squinting. She thought Chu Xiaoyao wouldn’t notice, but actually, Chu Xiaoyao saw everything.

Zhang Tao was at a loss when his mother asked him, stumbling for words. It was finally his girlfriend who saw him unable to answer and said, "Uncle has that English illness, what’s it called, oh right, HIV!"