Rebirth: He Decides to Lie Flat
Chapter 290 - 290 287 Rumors

Chapter 290: Chapter 287 Rumors Chapter 290: Chapter 287 Rumors Yao Yeqiang was rushed to the closest affiliated hospital, and Mu Jiawen didn’t inquire further.

However, the next day Jiang Yan quietly sought some information and heard that the old man had been brought in with a cerebral hemorrhage and was in an unconscious coma, which was a relief.

Several days later, when he inquired again, he was told that the old man’s nephew had taken him away, but the condition was not good; jolting all the way back to North City, it was uncertain whether he would make it.

Jiang Yan didn’t tell Mu Jiawen about this outcome, but he did mention it to Zhou Youming, who then told Xie Yanhai. Xie Yanhai turned around and discussed it with Xie Jingying.

Almost everyone had the same reaction—a sigh of relief!

Although that bad old man wouldn’t affect their lives now, his constant presence was bothersome and disgusting!

It’s just that no one knew what Song Xiwen’s reaction would be; she had taken leave to visit Zhou Youming’s parents and see Haohao, and hasn’t returned to Yunzhou yet.

…

As April arrived, the annual traditional Chinese painting competition was about to start again.

This year, Song Qingping would bring two students over for the contest. The day before departure, he called Mu Jiawen, “You don’t need to pick us up at the station; just book two rooms in advance at the guesthouse of Beijing University. I couldn’t book them last year; there were simply too many people.”

However, Song Qingping had notified too late; by the time Mu Jiawen went, the guesthouse was already fully booked.

Not only was the guesthouse full, but almost all the nearby hotels were booked, except for the largest one, the “Holiday” five-star hotel.

Mu Jiawen turned to Jiang Yan and said, “Let’s go to Holiday. I’ll cover Old Song’s accommodation.”

Hear that tone; having money in the pocket really makes a difference.

“Rich lady, I’ve never stayed in a five-star hotel myself. How about we book a room for us as well?”

The two entered the grand “Holiday” lobby, scanning the area, and secretly compared it in their minds to the one Dr. Ouyang stayed at last time; it seemed a bit inferior and didn’t quite feel like it met five-star standards.

But the price still made Mu Jiawen gasp inwardly—a thousand a day, just for one night’s sleep… that’s some expensive shut-eye!

Hearing Jiang Yan’s words, she glanced at him and snorted, “I dare you to book it, but do you dare to stay?”

Jiang Yan: …

She was right; he really didn’t dare.

Jiang Yan wiped his face and sighed in his heart. When would university life finally come to an end?

Worried that Song Qingping would insist on paying first upon his arrival, Mu Jiawen decided to pay the money right away.

Despite being the president of the Calligraphy and Painting Association in Yunzhou and owning a gallery, Song Qingping had many expenses, and he often sponsored students with talent but from impoverished families. This meant that he rarely had any money left over. He would never stay in a hundred-yuan room if a fifty-yuan one was available. Forget five-star hotels; he had never even stayed in any hotel with stars.

After paying and receiving the receipt, the two turned and walked out.

Outside the revolving glass door, Deng Tao was standing there holding the handle of her suitcase, waiting for her dad.

She had underperformed in last year’s college entrance examination, not making the cut for Beijing University, not even for the normal cultural scores of Beicheng University. In the end, with no other options, she used her special talent to get into the traditional Chinese painting class at Beicheng University.

The Beijing traditional Chinese painting competition this time included selections for high school students as well as a contest for universities nationwide. Deng Tao was here representing her school.

The school had booked rooms in a nearby ordinary hotel, but Deng Tao disliked its simplicity so she and her dad stayed at the “Holiday.”

Mu Jiawen had a faint impression of Deng Tao and after nearly a year without seeing her, she had honestly forgotten about this person altogether.

So when she passed by Deng Tao, she didn’t even turn her gaze, and it was Jiang Yan who casually glanced her way, but he too walked past without stopping.

Watching the two figures leaving, the words “Song Jiawen” that were about to be called out were forcefully swallowed back down by her. Deng Tao bit her lip and stood there, her eyes reddening with the humiliation of being ignored.

“What’s wrong?”

After finishing a conversation with an acquaintance, Mr. Deng came over and saw his daughter looking like she was about to cry but holding it back, he immediately asked anxiously, “Do you feel unwell somewhere?”

“No.”

Deng Tao took a deep breath to calm herself down and pointed at the two figures walking away, telling her father, “There’s Song Jiawen, she just came out of the hotel with Jiang Yan.”

“Song Jiawen? You didn’t greet her?”

Mr. Deng certainly remembered the conflict between his daughter and Song Jiawen, but in his mind, once conflicts were past, they were past. Everyone had graduated and entered university, and meeting again after a year, shouldn’t they put aside their differences and make up? Even if they couldn’t do that, a greeting upon meeting would still be in order, right?

“What greeting? They walked away so fast, as if they were thieves.”

Deng Tao’s face was full of disdain, not even a year into university and already coming out of a hotel room, truly disgusting.

Mr. Deng shook his head in disappointment too. Despite being a top-ranking exam performer, she was showing such a lack of self-restraint.

“Let’s go, what others do is none of our business. You should focus on the competition, and don’t pay attention to Song Jiawen anymore. Besides, didn’t I tell you Master Mu has opened a gallery in Beijing? Everyone coming to compete recently has been going there to browse, and because it’s so crowded, visiting times are restricted. You need to get a ticket from Beijing University Fine Arts College to enter. Contact your teacher; she should be able to get a ticket as she goes to Beijing University. I heard they’re displaying many of Master Mu’s daughter’s paintings, which possess her youthful grace and are reasonably priced. Let’s go and see if we can buy a couple.”

The father and daughter continued talking as they entered the hotel, but that same evening, Zhu Zhen went to look for Jiang Yan in the dormitory, asking, “Did you and Jiajia run into Deng Tao today during the day?”

Jiang Yan nodded, “Yes, Old Song was coming over, and Jiajia went to book a room for him. What about it? We’re not familiar with her, so we didn’t greet her.”

“It was for booking a room for Old Song, I see.” Zhu Zhen understood and snorted lightly, “Everyone still treats her like a goddess, but they don’t see if she’s worthy or not?”

Jiang Yan didn’t need to ask to guess what Deng Tao had told others. Really, some people had nothing better to do.

“Who told you this?”

“Jian Dong. Isn’t he at University of Technology? When Deng Tao came to Beijing, she called some people from their class six and five to have a meal, including Yu Hang, but he didn’t go.”

Yu Hang didn’t go, not because of the conflict between class one and class six since everyone had graduated and entered university, becoming adults. The old conflicts from school days didn’t amount to much in retrospect.

He didn’t go because from his class, only he was invited.

That just wasn’t interesting.

“How about we have a meal together this weekend? It’s been a long time since we all gathered.”

Zhu Zhen, having immersed himself in mathematics since entering university, rarely organized such gatherings, so Jiang Yan had to grant him this favor.

Jiang Yan said, “I’ll book the restaurant.”

“No need, since I’m proposing it, I’ll book it. You just notify Yu Hang.”

After Zhu Zhen left, Jiang Yan called Yu Hang, and as soon as the call connected, the guy started cursing, “I was just about to look for you. Damn class six, they’re really a bunch of idle pricks, saying you and Jiajia went to get a room, and Jiajia even went to the hospital for an abortion…”

Jiang Yan: “….”

What the hell, how did it reach the point of having a baby already?