My Life with Narration

Chapter 511 - 502: You Remind Me of an Abalone

It’s also his first time encountering such a situation. In the past, with the police station’s cases, he managed to handle them easily with the narrator’s help, but this one got him stumped.

The narrator could only reveal the truth and foresee some future directions, but it wasn’t a fixer and couldn’t change the existing reality.

Jiang Yu’s circumstances were that she worked in a special line at a nightclub, and that was a fact. Even he couldn’t change that.

As for the narrator’s prompts, he intended to keep them to himself, especially the part about her being kept. Since Jiang Yu didn’t plan to tell him, he naturally wouldn’t selfishly tell Du Qiang.

Who knows what their relationship will be in the future. Besides, he felt that this girl wasn’t bad, even better than the one Wang Xing met back then.

Although the goals were different, the methods were the same. So, judging a person, especially a girl, was never about what she has been through but what she thinks.

Moreover, even if they don’t work out, getting the girl out of that line of work is also a good option, but freeing her would require another stable source of income, and that’s the challenge.

"Put out the cigarette. If I catch you smoking again, believe it or not, I’ll beat you up!"

Just as Su Qing was standing at the police station entrance lamenting, he heard Li Zijun’s voice from behind. She snatched the cigarette from his hand and threw it to the ground, stepping on it.

Su Qing: ...

"Sister Jun, I just smoke occasionally, not addicted."

"Even if you’re not addicted, it’s not okay. You can drink less, but you absolutely can’t smoke, it’s bad for your health!" Li Zijun glared at him.

He had no choice but to accept it, as he couldn’t beat her, wasn’t in the right to argue, and could even be reported to his parents.

Although Old Su isn’t a threat to him now, basic respect is still necessary, even if he’s a legitimate homeowner, the first name on the household registration book is still Old Su’s, after all.

Most importantly, his mom, Gotham City’s number one sister, doesn’t care how much he earns. A daughter-in-law is her current pursuit.

"How is it inside? Is Du Qiang... okay?" Li Zijun asked after a moment’s thought.

Hearing this, he got annoyed. If Du Qiang hadn’t come in, Jiang Yu’s emotions would have been stable by now, but now it was all in vain.

Anyway, when he left, the two were hugging each other crying.

As for what to do after, there was nothing he could do since Du Qiang hugged Jiang Yu. He felt like a 2000-watt superpowered light bulb.

"Don’t mention it, let them talk it out face-to-face. Maybe things will get better. I just realized I shouldn’t meddle in this crap, the clown is actually myself!" Su Qing muttered.

Upon hearing this, Li Zijun burst into laughter, "Oh, you are just hardworking by nature. Qiang will appreciate it, you might even inadvertently help them become a couple!"

"Be a couple? Do you think that’s possible? I don’t think there’s much hope!"

"Why not?"

"Why? If the man you like was caught going to a prostitute, would you still like him? Wouldn’t it feel uncomfortable?" Su Qing shot her a glance.

Even though he left with Du Qiang and Jiang Yu crying in each other’s arms, seemingly good in their relationship, he still wasn’t optimistic about their future together.

It’s a man’s Achilles’ heel. Not knowing is one thing, but knowing, and even the dowry money would still be intact, not many men could get over that hurdle.

Thinking from his own perspective, he definitely couldn’t handle it, but he didn’t dare conclude anything. After all, love itself is mysterious; who knows what could happen.

Hearing this, Li Zijun thoughtfully stroked her chin, "True, that makes sense. So why were you still eager to advise?"

"I went to advise because I saw Qiang was too hurt. A pure love warrior down on his knees is touching, and frankly, I was just bored, had nothing else to do, so why not find some fun?"

He wasn’t lying, he was just bored. Since it had nothing to do with him, just simple boredom led him to find something to do.

Now, with his hype as the Stock God not even fading, he stopped updating videos. The stock market is just a vast green plain, and even if there are gains, they’re small; plus, he’s being watched by related departments, so he’s off the market for now.

Wen Jingqi’s project has just started, and he, as an outsider, doesn’t need to intervene. He’ll just wait for results, not worrying at all, as he had nothing better to do lately.

"Didn’t expect it, you are quite sympathetic."

"Oh, come on, I’m inherently warm-hearted, right?"

"Warm-hearted? Just right, lend me a hundred million!"

"What the... what did you say?"

"No matter how much money you have, when you die, it’s just a small box. I’m your sister, let me help spend some. Look at you, you’re no good. So stingy!

What’s wrong with depositing a hundred million in the bank to earn some interest?"

Su Qing: ...

"Who taught you this investment method? I’d like to have a word with them."

Is this an idea a person could come up with? Still talking about depositing a hundred million in the bank to earn a year’s interest, yet it truly adds up to over 1.7 million a year.

"Alright, if you won’t lend a hundred million, at least treat me to lunch. From now on, I don’t spend money when I eat with you."

"That’s doable. What do you want to eat?"

"King crab, Australian lobster, abalone, salmon, sea cucumber, and let’s have a Buddha Jumps Over the Wall soup to cleanse the palate."

"You... you’ve got some nerve, even king crab, lobster, and abalone. I think you look like an abalone!"

Hearing this, Li Zijun squinted her eyes slightly, crossing her arms, "You little brat aren’t trying to flirt with me, are you?"

Su Qing: ???

"What do you mean?"

"Nothing, you’d better be talking about real abalones!"

To this, a billionaire was utterly shocked. Could this girl have been possessed by the landlady?

How could she suddenly start making these insinuations? If this world had any kind of magical powers, he would definitely open a heavenly eye to see if the soul inside was still his sister Jun’s.

Perhaps feeling slightly embarrassed by his gaze, Li Zijun punched him in the kidney, "What are you looking at? Careful, I’ll report you for harassing a policewoman, believe it or not!"

Previously, Su Qing always used ’harass police’ as a way to take advantage of her, and she had been subjected to it so often, she feared he was up to no good again.

"Sister Jun, don’t scare me. There’s no law stating you can’t look at a policewoman. I know the law now."

"Oh really? Discussing the law with me? Come on, let me teach you, my rules are the rules!"

She then advanced with a leg lock.

"Cough, cough, shameless, you sneak-attacked! I’ll lock your throat!"

In a flash, he executed Su He’s famous technique, the whirlwind, but it was useless, and Li Zijun effortlessly pinned him down with a takedown move.

"Let go, let me go!"

"You give up?"

"It hurts, it hurts!"

As the two were stalemating, Du Qiang’s voice came from behind:

"Um... should I come back later?"

Hearing this, Li Zijun released him and clapped her hands, "No need, he’s not even enough for a warm-up."

She then shifted the topic, asking, "How did it go on your side?"

Du Qiang took a deep breath, "It’s settled, I’ll handle her matters. So, Susu, thank you for everything!"

"You’re welcome!"