Rebirth: He Decides to Lie Flat
Chapter 339 - 339 336 Should We Return the House

Chapter 339: Chapter 336: Should We Return the House? Chapter 339: Chapter 336: Should We Return the House? Yu Heng and Luo Xiao’s wedding was set for October 2nd, during the National Day holiday. As the eldest son of the Yu Family in this generation, it was fitting that the wedding took place in Jade City.

Before this, Mu Chenyan and Yu Zekun had met Luo Xiao’s parents together, settled some details, and presented Luo Xiao with some jewelry and a set of property in Beijing… After that, Mu Chenyan didn’t inquire too much about the wedding’s details. After all, Yu Zekun lived in Jade City; as the father, it was his responsibility to make the arrangements.

Mu Jiawen was going to follow along with the others to Jade City on the 11th to attend her big brother’s wedding, and Jiang Yan, naturally, was going too.

On October 1st, Yu Feng and Mu Chenyan left early with their two best friends, Tang Meng and Ning Ping. Mu Jiawen then went to the specialty store to find Jiang Yan; they had to wait for Yu Ci, who was arriving in Beijing at noon that day.

At the moment, the store wasn’t very crowded, but the internet cafe upstairs was still packed. The promotion for the new game had been very successful, with many students booking a week in advance just to enjoy the new game on new computers.

When Mu Jiawen arrived at the storefront, Liu Wenhui was storming out with a dark expression. He nearly bumped into her as he hurried past.

Liu Wenhui was about to curse “watch where you’re going”, but when he saw who it was, the words choked in his throat.

He coughed a few times and reluctantly greeted Mu Jiawen, then turned and left.

Mu Jiawen placed the two milk teas she bought on the cashier counter, one for Qi Lihong and one she opened and began to drink on the spot.

“Thank you,” Qi Lihong said, taking the milk tea and holding it in her hands without opening it.

Looking up at Mu Jiawen, she considered her to be her only friend here. Her heart felt neither sorrow nor pain, because her current situation was already so much better than before. At least no one called her “Little Mute” or “Cripple’s Daughter”, throwing pebbles at her, casting strange looks her way, or keeping their distance from her…

Every day her life was getting better, and so was she.

Compared to all this, the relationship with Liu Wenhui seemed insignificant. So much so that when she said “let’s break up”, she felt relieved rather than sad.

There was a feeling of loss, but it really wasn’t very painful.

Was she a heartless and conscienceless person?

Qi Lihong felt confused, with no answer in her heart.

“Jiawen, do you think… should I give the house that Liu Wenhui gave me back to him?”

Now that they’d broken up, was it wrong to keep someone else’s property?

Moreover, a main reason she had accepted the house was to bring her mother over, but when she went back to visit, her mother didn’t want to come.

Under these circumstances, shouldn’t she return the house to him?

Chewing on a tapioca pearl, Mu Jiawen mumbled unclearly, “You guys broke up?”

Qi Lihong nodded.

“Liu Wenhui seems pretty chauvinistic. He most probably wouldn’t take back a gift once given. You might want to return it, but I doubt he would accept it.”

Indeed, just now she had only mentioned “house,” and he had stormed off angrily.

“Then should I return it to his mother?”

Mu Jiawen’s fingers paused on the straw she was holding as she looked on in surprise, “His mother came to you?”

She could guess why they had broken up. Leaning closer to Qi Lihong, she spoke in a low voice, “Are you being foolish? If his mother hasn’t approached you, you could just naturally break up and decide whether or not to return the house. But what’s the situation now? Return it? Hell no, you should be demanding another property, not letting them off so easily.”

After speaking, she stood up straight and tapped Qi Lihong’s forehead, “Were you bullied? Seriously, you’re too meek. I told you to be tough. If someone wants to put you down, whether they hit or insult you, you have to show them you’re not to be trifled with. Otherwise, you’ll just have to suffer in silence. When you’re suffering, who’s going to feel sorry for you? If you don’t even care for yourself, can you really expect others to?”

She, too, grew up in the cracks and knew that relying on others was futile, that she could only depend on herself.

And when Qi Lihong heard her words, she stared at her blankly before summarizing with one statement: No need to return the house!

“So we really don’t need to return the house?”

Mu Jiawen rolled her eyes, “Return my ass!”

Qi Lihong breathed a sigh of relief, saying she might be greedy or hypocritical, but she truly longed to own a house of her own. Although she could work hard to achieve it on her own, when could she possibly afford it? In the distant future?

The tuition for her freshman year was saved up by her and her mother working themselves to exhaustion, while the living expenses for the following year were provided by Liu Wenhui. Liu Wenhui paid for her sophomore tuition, and the money she earned from part-time work during the summer vacation had to be saved for living expenses. They were already broken up, and she would have to earn the expenses for the next three years by herself.

There was also her mother, who, though she didn’t agree to come this time, had said she’d only take care of that person for another half a year. By the winter vacation, she planned to bring her mother over.

So she needed to set aside some money for her mother’s living expenses as well.

Life was still not easy for her, but she had already seen the hope she had yearned for countless times before, and their freedom, her mother’s and hers, was within reach!

…

Seeing that Jiang Yan would still take a while to leave, Mu Jiawen decided to take the badminton racquet he had bought and head home first.

At the entrance to the Qinghe Garden community, Yu Ci was tussling with someone.

Both clearly knew martial arts, trading blows evenly matched, neither losing ground nor gaining an advantage.

From a distance, Mu Jiawen could see a crowd had gathered around them, and before she even got close, she heard several exclamations and a loud shout, “No need to call the police, they’re brothers, just sparring, sparring!”

Sparring?

They came to spar at the entrance to the community?

Do they think everyone’s an idiot?

But generally, as long as the people involved don’t speak out to call the police or for help, who would bother to intervene?

Mu Jiawen wasn’t interested in other people’s business and planned to go around them to get home.

But unexpectedly, as she passed by the fighting pair, she glanced at them out of curiosity and suddenly stopped in her tracks.

Seeing the blood at the corner of her third brother’s mouth, Mu Jiawen frowned.

Their eldest brother was getting married tomorrow, so how could the third brother afford to get injured like this?

It happened that the person fighting with Yu Ci had his back to her at that moment. Mu Jiawen hurried forward a step and raised the racquet, swinging it hard towards the guy’s knee, catching him completely off guard. The sudden attack made him fall to one knee. Yu Ci’s punch, intended for his chest, connected squarely with his face due to his sudden kneeling.

Because of Mu Jiawen’s intervention, the noisy scene fell silent for a moment, and the man who had been babbling non-stop was also rendered speechless the moment Mu Jiawen made her appearance.

Only Mu Jiawen’s attention was still on the man who had clashed with her third brother. The man’s physical condition was very good; even being attacked from both sides by her and her brother, he wasn’t taken down, managing to roll and jump to the other side.

Yu Ci quickly pulled Mu Jiawen behind him and glared, saying, “This is my little sister.”

The man paused upon hearing that, and slowly lowered his raised fist, standing straight and looking toward Mu Jiawen.