11:00
When Junyi left the Wan Family, he was bewildered and stunned.
Even when he lay in his own bed, he was still in a completely dazed state.
A date??
What did that mean?
How could he not know who Qingyun had befriended?
The key was that Qingyun looked embarrassed and wouldn't tell him who it was.
What he could confirm was that it wasn't a man.
So which female demoness stole my Qingyun!
Junyi's thoughts fluctuated wildly.
It's fine, it should be a member of the Black Palace, right?
It's also very reasonable for an employee to want to communicate with their boss.
Junyi comforted himself this way, pulled up the quilt, covered his head, and prepared to sleep.
It was only one day, nothing major.
4:00
"No! Who the hell is it?!" Junyi suddenly threw off the quilt, his eyes a little bloodshot.
He quickly dressed and called Uncle Wu: "Uncle Wu, disguise yourself and come with me."
"Ah… alright, Young Master…"
Not long after, Uncle Wu drove and parked downstairs.
Junyi got into the car in a hurry—wearing a baseball cap, large sunglasses, and a thick coat.
As soon as he got in the car, he asked, "How is it? Qingyun shouldn't notice me like this, right?"
Uncle Wu sighed: "Young Master, Young Mistress can't see…"
"Oh, right. But what if the person who asked her out can see?" Junyi thought for a moment.
"That makes sense too."
"Hmm… it's better to be cautious."
Junyi had a serious expression. At this moment, he saw the health tea next to Uncle Wu's hand.
"Oh? Uncle Wu, you've also reached the age for health preservation, huh."
Uncle Wu glanced at his Young Master: "Yes, I have to take care of myself."
Junyi patted Uncle Wu's shoulder: "See, I told you long ago, once you get older, you have to pay attention to these things, and it's best not to stay up late."
Uncle Wu felt very uncomfortable. Young Master, do you want to hear what nonsense you're saying?
Who am I staying up late for? It's so hard to guess!
The vehicle slowly started, and Uncle Wu nodded in response: "Yes, Young Master is right."
Soon, in the hazy night, the vehicle stopped more than a hundred meters away from the Wan Family.
Junyi stealthily ran towards the Wan Family, looking left and right, and chose a hidden bush.
The view was also excellent, with the main gate completely unobstructed.
Junyi held two small branches and just quietly squatted in the bush, motionless.
To his right was Uncle Wu, maintaining the same posture.
"Young Master, are we really going to squat here for a few hours?" Uncle Wu whispered.
"Yes, we can't miss any detail."
6:40
"Young Master, I need to take Second Miss to school."
At this moment, Junyi already had slight dark circles under his eyes: "Alright, you go, I'll guard this place."
Uncle Wu left the bush and drove the car to the gate, waiting for Xiao Xiao to appear.
Soon, Junyi saw Xiao Xiao walk out, half-asleep and disoriented.
Clearly, she was also someone who hadn't fully woken up.
After Uncle Wu left, the gate returned to its quiet state.
"Given Qingyun's personality, she shouldn't have made a very late appointment…" Junyi squatted in the bush, muttering softly, "It should be soon."
At this moment, a burly Local Man on Junyi's left appeared slowly, holding two small branches: "Young Master is right."
On the right, a well-built young man also poked his head out, holding two small branches: "Young Master, Number 1 is right."
Finally, a lean, short man emerged from beneath Junyi, still holding two small branches and lying in the bush: "Young Master, Number 1 and Number 2 are right."
Junyi looked expressionlessly at the Three Little Ones surrounding him: "What are you doing here?"
Number 1: "I was afraid Young Master would encounter bad guys, so I came to protect him."
Number 2: "I was afraid Young Master would be bitten by mosquitoes, so I came to exterminate insects."
As he said this, he pulled out an insect repellent.
Number 3: "I was afraid Young Master's legs would ache from squatting for too long, so I came to be a cushion."
This one even pulled out a cushion and placed it on his back.
"Tsk…" Junyi clicked his tongue.
If you scold them, these Three Little Ones are loyal; if you don't scold them, what kind of bizarre thought process is this?
Finally, Junyi sighed. Forget it, it was quite boring alone anyway.
"Hey? What are your names, anyway?" Junyi remembered this question.
They had always been referred to by numbers.
"Yihao."
"Erhao."
"Sanhao."
Junyi put down the branches, wiped his face, and rolled up his sleeves: "Come on, straighten your tongues and speak."
"Really?!"
After a series of explanations, Junyi felt his CPU was about to burn out because of these Three Little Ones.
Their names really were those!
Junyi looked complicated: "What's your last name?"
"Jiang." The three said in unison.
Junyi raised an eyebrow: "Oh?"
"Aunt Zhao gave us the surname," Number 2 said.
"Oh~"
Junyi suddenly understood.
So it was Aunt Zhao, then it was fine.
He seemed to have heard of such a thing, but he hadn't looked into it carefully.
"It's better for Young Master to still use numbers, it's convenient," Number 1 scratched his head.
"Mm."
Junyi would do that even without being told.
There was no difference at all!
With this banter, the time also reached seven-thirty.
An orange sports car slowly approached.
"They're here, they're here! I want to see who it is!" Junyi's eyes were wide, determined to see clearly who the newcomer was!
"Young Master, will wearing sunglasses make it unclear?" Number 3 reminded him at the right time.
"Good point."
Junyi took off his sunglasses and handed them to Number 3, carefully observing the entrance.
He saw a graceful figure in a white dress step out of the car.
"Holy cow, Su Ling?!" Junyi exclaimed in a low voice.
This person, was she really a dangerous individual?
She wouldn't like Qingyun, would she?!
After a while, Qingyun, in a black dress, appeared, turning her wheelchair, and the two were chatting and laughing.
"Crack."
Junyi snapped the branch in his hand, gritting his teeth.
"Young Master, a branch." Number 1 handed Junyi another small branch.
"Oh, thanks."
Junyi took the branch and continued to grit his teeth, looking towards the entrance.
Qingyun turned her wheelchair to the passenger car door. Junyi saw Su Ling seemingly saying something, her expression a little worried.
"Qingyun, why don't I help you?" Number 3 said word by word.
Junyi looked at Number 3 in shock: "You can read lips?!"
"A piece of cake." Number 3 smiled proudly.
At this moment, Junyi's heart was complex. He knew it was difficult for Qingyun to get into the car, which meant Su Ling would have to carry her?!
But the fact was, Qingyun smiled and waved her hand. After opening the car door, she moved herself to the seat, and Su Ling placed the wheelchair in the trunk.
Junyi covered his mouth, his eyes full of emotion.
She really is… I'm going to cry!
"Wuwuwu! Young Master, Young Mistress is really… too good." The 1.9-meter tall Number 1 was now shedding tears profusely.
Number 2 tried hard to purse his lips, his eyes welling up with tears: "Young Mistress… is truly worthy of being Young Mistress!"
Number 3 lay on the ground, his shoulders shaking, seemingly sobbing uncontrollably?!
Junyi looked bewildered: No… you guys… is the emotional value given, this accurate?
"Um… isn't that a bit over the top?" Junyi said faintly.
The three froze, then all scratched their heads.
"Is it?" Number 1 asked, puzzled.
"It's alright, Young Mistress is really very good," Number 2 wiped away his tears.
"Yes, yes," Number 3 turned his head to look at Junyi, "Extremely good."
Junyi smiled helplessly, but he was inwardly very pleased.
He felt honored by the Three Little Ones' praise for Qingyun.
After Su Ling left with Qingyun, Junyi stood up and instructed the Three Little Ones: "Let's go, do what you need to do."
"Alright, Young Master!"
"Whoosh."
From a small bush, four people emerged.
An old man out for a stroll happened to witness this scene: "Holy cow, these young people!"
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