Paranoid Doctor Only Loves Me
Chapter 217 - 186 Lu Han asks netizens for advice on how to please his eldest uncle (2 updates)_1

Chapter 217: 186 Lu Han asks netizens for advice on how to please his eldest uncle (2 updates)_1

Tang Su went to the bathroom to take a shower, fantasizing about her future with Lu Han. At this moment, Lu Han had also finished his bath. He hand-washed his underwear and hung it out on the balcony to dry, tossing his outerwear directly into the washing machine.

While waiting for his clothes to wash, Lu Han made himself a cup of coffee and turned on his computer, unusually not looking at medical books.

Entering a search query, Lu Han typed a line—"How to please a big brother-in-law."

Comments followed quickly.

Bystander A: "Respect. Make the big brother-in-law’s opinion and decisions a priority, and don’t challenge his authority. For example, if he says day is night, don’t correct him. Tell him, ’Now is daytime, not nighttime.’ Understand?"

Bystander B: "Show your care for him, be concerned about his life and work, greet him often. For example, if he wants to go to a nightclub, you should accompany him all the way, and even hand over the girls who are into you to him."

Lu Han: ???

Has he gone mad?

To actually come online and ask such a stupid question?

It’s clear that netizens of this generation dare to say anything.

Lu Han could barely continue reading as the comments kept increasing. The netizens who lurked in the online world typed with lightning speed.

Bystander C: "Give gifts. At the right time, give him something he can’t refuse. As the saying goes, receiving a person’s gifts makes you indebted to them, making it hard to say no. Once he owes you, naturally he’ll speak well of you in front of his sister."

There were even some responses that did not soberly answer the question but were teasing in tone, "In this day and age, are there still people who think of pleasing the big brother-in-law to get married? Just marry if you can; if not, who you marry doesn’t matter, does it?"

After the topic went off on a tangent, some people even echoed the mockery of Lu Han being naive.

Lu Han exited and deleted his question.

He wasn’t dumb; he was just unlucky to encounter so many idiots.

After shutting down the computer, Lu Han stood up and glanced at the opposite side; his room’s balcony could see into Tang Su’s bedroom, where a faint orange light was shining.

Lu Han smiled, picked up a medical book, and went to bed to read.

When he turned off the light and was ready to sleep, the faint orange light in Tang Su’s room also went out.

Good night, Tang Su.

Lu Han silently wished her good night and then turned off his own light to sleep.

**

After chatting with Tang Su, Sun Qing became more and more excited, feeling somewhat hyper.

After finishing the conversation with Tang Su, Sun Qing felt hungry, so she went to the storage cabinet to search for something to eat.

She found a package of river snail rice noodles.

Without a second thought, Sun Qing took it and headed to the kitchen to cook.

Before long, the intoxicating aroma filled the kitchen.

As Sun Qing was pouring the river snail rice noodles into a bowl, her phone, left on the dining table, started vibrating incessantly like it was about to explode.

By the time Sun Qing, drooling continuously, arrived at the dining table with the flavorful noodles, she noticed the messages in the company’s group chat had already reached 99+.

Sun Qing frowned, thinking, these little brothers and sisters, staying up so late, could go drink, eat supper, watch dramas; why bother chatting in the company group?

Weren’t the endless conversations about work during the day at the company enough for them?

"What are you all chatting about?" Sun Qing spoke up.

"It’s Sun Yaoyao, she betrayed you," someone replied.

"Isn’t Yaoyao in the group? It’s not appropriate for you to talk about our gossip in front of both of us, is it?" Sun Qing didn’t notice at first that this was a new group created without Sun Yaoyao in it.

"Yaoyao is not here, Sun Qing, this is a new group, and I added you," the person followed up immediately.

"Huh? What happened?" Sun Qing, slurping her noodles, was too lazy to scroll up through so many chat records.

From the day she joined the branch office, Sun Yaoyao’s relationship with her had been fairly good. Although they weren’t on talking terms like with Tang Su, she always felt that Sun Yaoyao wasn’t scheming.

And she treated her sincerely.

She and Sun Yaoyao were the type of friends who could enjoy meals and drinks together. As for sharing one’s deepest secrets, having Tang Su was enough for her, and there was no need to share her heart with Sun Yaoyao.

Since they had never truly shared their hearts, where was there room for betrayal?

Sun Qing didn’t quite understand what these people meant by saying these things about Sun Yaoyao.

In the group chat, everyone was chattering away, but Sun Qing felt relieved her comprehension was quite good; she gleaned two key points from their complex and tangled words.

First, someone saw that Sun Yaoyao, after working overtime tonight, got into Zheng Cheng’s car.

Some busybody followed them and discovered that Sun Yaoyao and Zheng Cheng entered a restaurant together.

As for what happened inside the restaurant, it was purely a case of rumor-mongering.

However, everyone had wild imaginations; they felt that Zheng Cheng, in order to suppress Sun Qing, was planning to break her circle by targeting the people close to her one by one.

The first person to be beguiled was Sun Yaoyao.

They also felt that Sun Yaoyao was not firm enough. Even if Zheng Cheng was from the head office, it was Sun Qing who was their colleague, fighting side by side with them in the branch office every day.

In school, the Chinese teacher had taught the maxim, "Wealth and honor cannot sway the determined."

So, Sun Yaoyao actually going to eat with Zheng Cheng was a sign of a very unsteady will.

After clarifying things, Sun Qing ate her rice noodle soup at ease. "Ah, are you all thinking too much?"

"Sun Qing, you’re too easygoing," someone said. "Let me tell you, the human heart is inscrutable. You trust others so much, but they may not be as loyal to you."

"That’s not it, that’s not it. Besides, I’ve done nothing shady and have no secrets, so there’s no talk of betrayal. Let’s all just drop it."

Sun Qing’s words truly exemplified the saying, ’The emperor is not in a hurry, yet the eunuchs are.’

Seeing that Sun Qing was completely unconcerned, although they were talking about it with keen interest, they told Sun Qing herself, and she wasn’t bothered at all.

She deserved to be targeted by people from the head office.

This kind of person, even if you want to help, she doesn’t seem to need it, making you unable to help even if you wanted to.

Gradually, the discussion died down.

As it turned out, in this world, there really isn’t a wall that doesn’t leak.

Sun Yaoyao still came to know the truth that they had secretly created a new group behind her back.

And in the new group, some were sowing discord by saying she betrayed Sun Qing.

She really didn’t understand. Was it just because she took Zheng Cheng’s car and was forced to have dinner with him?

She didn’t want to do it either. After all, he was from the head office and the president. What could a little employee like her do?

She did go, but they never mentioned the things about Sun Qing and President Li; they talked about private matters.

Of course, such private matters were not something Sun Yaoyao could tell Sun Qing.

All she did was send Sun Qing a message, "Sun Qing, I didn’t betray you. President Zheng really asked me to have dinner with him, saying he knew my grandfather."

Sun Qing was puzzled: "..."

So that was why they had dinner together.

However, Sun Yaoyao’s explanation might as well not have been given—if Sun Qing were more cynical, couldn’t she have misunderstood that Sun Yaoyao would take Zheng Cheng’s side?

"It’s fine. Since you’re aware of it now, you should know that I’ve told them they misunderstood. Don’t think too much about it, and rest early."

"Mmm, good night."

Sun Qing pursed her lips, didn’t reply, and after cleaning up the table where she had eaten the snail noodle soup, she went back to her bedroom to lie down.