The Favored Heiress
Chapter 105: Is there something wrong with his brain?

Chapter 105: Chapter 105: Is there something wrong with his brain?

Li Qiao glanced sideways at Guan Mingyu’s anxious demeanor and nonchalantly raised the ends of her eyebrows, "Since you’re repeating your senior year, why not study hard instead of having an online romance with Li Shaoquan?"

Guan Mingyu picked at her nails, muttering after a long while, "Because I’m ugly, because I’m poor, because I’m older, no one in the class wants to talk to me.

I’ve gone over all the knowledge for senior year countless times, I also want to fill up all my time, but... even so, sometimes I still feel lonely.

My brother works hard every day on the construction site; he works even harder than I do. I don’t want to tell him about the unhappy things, so I thought about finding a stranger to talk to, someone who would just listen to me.

Li Shaoquan is the only friend besides my brother I have on WeChat. It was my fault. I sent him an old photo of myself, which caused a misunderstanding. My brother then found out about his existence by accident and got the wrong idea.

Miss Li, now that things have come to this, I’ve already talked to my brother, and we definitely won’t cause any more trouble for Li Shaoquan. Please be assured of that; I can guarantee it."

Guan Mingyu’s explanation was urgent and sincere.

At least, from her eyes, Li Qiao did not sense any gold-digging intention, just pure sincerity.

Instead, she felt somewhat uncomfortable in her heart because of Mingyu’s words about being ’ugly, poor, and older, so no friends.’

She couldn’t empathize, yet she had witnessed victims of school bullying, who often had those characteristics.

Li Qiao shifted her gaze from Guan Mingyu’s face, looking at the small vendors flattering and shouting for a living on the street. Perhaps there are still many people in this world living in a state that others couldn’t imagine.

After a moment of silence, she asked in a faint voice, "How much can your brother earn a month now?"

"Less than five thousand yuan," Guan Mingyu answered, looking down with reddened eyes again, "Actually, my brother is very talented. He was the only student in our county who could do mental arithmetic. Later, due to an accident at home, he dropped out of school to work, just so that I could finish my schooling. But then... my health also let me down."

Understanding the situation, Li Qiao took out a bottle of water from the storage box and handed it to Guan Mingyu, "Does your brother work at the nearby construction site?"

"Yes."

Li Qiao took a deep look at Guan Mingyu and then gestured with her mouth towards the window, "Go back then. I hope everything you’ve told me today is true."

At that moment, Guan Mingyu clumsily pulled open the car door, and before getting out, she turned to look back at Li Qiao, "Miss Li, thank you for helping me today. Goodbye."

The car door closed, and Guan Mingyu’s plump figure gradually receded from view.

Her height was less than one meter sixty, but her weight appeared to be at least over one hundred and fifty jin.

Guan Mingyu claimed to have been treated at the South Sea Medical University Affiliated Hospital, but Li Qiao suddenly remembered that her investigation revealed no medical records at all.

Li Qiao narrowed her eyes thoughtfully, then glanced again at the nearby construction site. She did not linger any longer and drove straight to the River View luxury home across the street.

...

These past few days had been tough for Li Shaoquan.

Fearing that the siblings might suddenly show up again, he went out of his way to buy three alarm devices to put behind the door—the kind that would ring immediately if someone broke in.

So, when Li Qiao pressed her fingerprint and pushed the door open, the three alarm devices blared instantly, the noise... piercing the sky.

Upstairs, amidst a mess of footsteps, Li Shaoquan appeared at the top of the stairs with his hair looking like a bird’s nest and a baseball bat in his hand, he shouted with caution, "Who is it?"

Li Qiao: "..."

Has he lost his mind?