Rebirth: He Decides to Lie Flat
Chapter 180 - 180 177 Feeling Relaxed

Chapter 180: Chapter 177: Feeling Relaxed Chapter 180: Chapter 177: Feeling Relaxed “Jiajia….”

Song Jiawen furrowed her brows. She turned her head and stared into Jiang Yan’s eyes, “Why do I feel like you’re quite happy about this?”

This he definitely could not admit.

“How is that possible, you’re mistaken!”

Song Jiawen rolled her eyes and huffed, “As the head of the class, you should be having meals with your classmates. Only then can it show that your class is close-knit and united, and it also reflects the value of your role as the class leader.”

Jiang Yan understood. There must be some conflict with Weng Minhong or Zhang Ting, because everything had been fine when they returned from the hospital yesterday morning, and the only classmates he had seen were those two.

With Liu Wenhui absent today, even if he were present, it wouldn’t be possible for him to have a conflict with her.

Thinking back carefully, ever since he met Jiajia in the early hours yesterday, he hadn’t been apart from her. Therefore… the actual conflict must be between Ding Yuanyuan and the others with Weng Minhong and her companion.

But if their conflict was causing Jiajia to be upset with him, it meant the root of the problem had to be with Jiajia herself.

Jiang Yan speculated in his mind and, as soon as Ding Yuanyuan and the others got their food and came over, he directly asked, “What happened at the hospital yesterday?”

Ding Yuanyuan and Sha Yali both looked at Song Jiawen at the same time.

Jiang Yan also turned his head to glance at Song Jiawen, who was eating with her head down, her mouth stuffed full. Hearing Jiang Yan’s question, she looked up and gave the two an expression that meant, just tell him.

The two hesitated not because they had other intentions, but firstly because they didn’t want to trouble Jiang Yan, after all, they were classmates; secondly, they didn’t think it was a big deal, it’s normal for girls to be a bit narrow-minded and jealous, saying a few stinging words.

If anything, Xia Shi was way more formidable than those two girls.

Besides, they had retorted on the spot and had not suffered any disadvantage.

So whether to tell Jiang Yan or not wasn’t that important.

However, now that he had asked and Jiajia had given her permission to tell, then they might as well speak.

The two briefly recounted the events, and Ding Yuanyuan wanted to add, “Could it be that Weng Minhong likes him?”

But turning her head to look at Jiajia’s delicate and pure face… what was there to ask? Even a pig would know who to choose. No, there was actually no need to choose at all.

After finishing their meal and leaving the cafeteria, Jiang Yan told Ding Yuanyuan and Liang Yujun to go ahead while he stopped Song Jiawen and said to her, “If something bothers you in the future, you must tell me directly. Don’t sulk in silence, got it?”

Song Jiawen countered, “If I’m not pleased with your classmates and you eat with them, can I tell you directly too?”

Jiang Yan nodded, “Yes!”

What could possibly prevent that? Who could be more important than her!

Still, he explained, “I didn’t actually have a meal with them, we just got our own food and ended up at the same table, which is different from when we eat together. Don’t worry, I’ll try to avoid it in the future.”

A feeling she couldn’t quite describe settled in, but Song Jiawen felt relieved nonetheless.

At the same time, in the fourth cafeteria.

Liu Wenhui placed three dishes on the table and said to Qi Lihong, who was nervously clutching a steamed bun and looked like she wanted to run away, “It’s just a meal together, what are you afraid of?”

As he spoke, he glanced at the white bun in her hand and the bowl of nearly mirror-like free soup on the table, and he sighed, “No wonder the doctor said you’re malnourished. Eating this stuff every day, how could it be enough?”

After returning from the hospital yesterday, he specifically sought out Weng Minhong to inquire and learned about Qi Lihong’s family situation and what that grandson Wan Yuan had been up to these past few days.

Almost all the students in the class knew that Qi Lihong had been admitted to the hospital in the middle of the night. Wan Yuan was startled; he hadn’t expected Qi Lihong to be so faint-hearted that just a couple of words would scare her into the hospital.

During the break in the daytime, Liu Wenhui slapped Wan Yuan on the shoulder in front of the whole class and sneered, “You know who I despise the most? Those who bully women. But the class president said we have to talk things out, we can’t fight in school. So, Wan Yuan, you free tonight? How about we go outside and have a little chat?”

This scared the living daylights out of Wan Yuan; not to mention going after Qi Lihong again, he now avoided her at all costs when he saw her.

After all, if any of his classmates saw him, he would be unable to clear his name even if he had a mouth to argue with.

Liu Wenhui scoffed at this; with only that much courage, he still dared to intimidate others?

This incident was just something he did in passing, simply out of pity for Qi Lihong’s skinny body, which was as thin as a stick.

She really was thin; at 165 cm, she barely weighed 80 pounds, with most of that weight being in her bones—oh, and there’s the front… never mind, it feels a bit lewd to say it out loud.

Encountering her in the fourth cafeteria today was purely coincidental; his family was well-off, and he would always order two to three dishes even when eating alone.

Seeing Qi Lihong sitting in a corner by herself, looking wretched, as if guided by some phantom, his feet led him there.

He placed the chopsticks in front of Qi Lihong and pushed a plate of stir-fried green peppers and eggs toward her, frowning, “Pick up the chopsticks and eat. Do you really want to make me carry you to the hospital in the middle of the night again?”

Qi Lihong trembled with fear at his words, but didn’t dare to leave. Clasping the chopsticks Liu Wenhui had handed her, she hesitated to take any food.

Liu Wenhui snapped, slamming the chopsticks down on the plate, “Look down on me, do you? What, you think my food is poisoned?”

Qi Lihong hurriedly picked up the chopsticks and started taking food.

Seeing her eat, Liu Wenhui left her to it.

Despite his bulky appearance, Liu Wenhui ate meticulously, chewing each mouthful slowly and carefully; wolfing down his food simply wasn’t in his nature.

“My mom said, ‘You have to chew your food until it’s mush before swallowing, or it won’t digest,'” he remarked.

As he spoke, he tapped on the sweet and sour ribs plate, “Don’t just eat stir-fried green peppers and eggs, there are ribs here too.”

Qi Lihong shakily picked up a rib and chewed it for quite a while before swallowing.

Liu Wenhui was satisfied, “Right, that’s how you should eat.”

Glancing over the top of her head, he noted her dry and somewhat yellow hair, a clear indication of malnutrition.

Her skin was fine but also a bit yellow. Her features… he couldn’t help but be taken aback internally; upon closer examination, Qi Lihong actually had quite attractive features.

Double eyelids, eyes not particularly big but rather pretty, a high and pert nose, and cherry lips, capable of fitting only a small amount of food at a time. Her chin, pointed due to her thinness, gave her a melon seed-shaped face, but Liu Wenhui was sure that if she received adequate nutrition and gained a little weight, she would definitely have an oval face.

Perhaps it was because she usually wore an old school uniform and had unsmooth hair, coupled with a habitual slouch from her lack of confidence, that she appeared rather plain, and so her looks were generally overlooked by everyone.

But that was fine with him!

Liu Wenhui picked up his untouched bowl of rib and yam soup and placed it in front of Qi Lihong, “Drink this… Don’t get the wrong idea, the doctor said you need to keep up with nutrition, or that acute gastroenteritis will come back. You don’t want to trouble anyone in the middle of the night again, do you?”