novelraw Chapter 495 - 469: Sorry to Bother You
Chapter 495 - 469: Sorry to Bother You
The man opened the door and came face to face with Qian. As soon as Qian saw him, she twitched at the corner of her mouth, while the man slightly paused upon seeing Qian.
Wow, what a neat girl!
It’s a kind of cleanliness that emanates from her demeanor, coupled with her beautiful appearance that always catches the eyes of the opposite sex. The man seemed to realize he was slightly out of line and calmed his emotions, speaking seriously to Qian.
"Do you need any help?"
"No, thank you."
"Oh." The man closed the door again but opened it within a minute, handing Qian a chair.
"You can sit here and wait. I actually wanted to invite you into my place to wait, but considering I’m living alone, it’s better to be safe than sorry. There are too many misunderstandings in the world. So—"
"So you’ll still be single in your 40s, hehe." Qian muttered under her breath.
"What did you say?"
"Nothing, I said thank you." Qian forced an awkward smile.
"You’re welcome. My name is Liao Yunchang, and I live here. I haven’t seen you before, are you related to Mrs. Jia?" They’re all neighbors, and he usually gets along well with Jia Xiufang. Jia Xiufang is a warm-hearted person who likes to have good relations with her neighbors wherever she goes.
"I’m her daughter."
"I’ve heard so much about you! As expected, you’re beautiful and cultured. Your manner of expression shows you’re well-read." He often heard Jia Xiufang praise this daughter he’d only heard of but never met. Upon meeting her, she was indeed extraordinary, not mere beauty but with an air of literary grace, so he gave Qian the highest compliment he could think of—his personal highest.
"Thank you..."
Haha, in my previous life, he didn’t evaluate me like this. How did this guy describe me in my past life again?
Qian tried to remember: overbearing, manipulative, lawless, unreasonable, and arrogant... there were too many, she couldn’t remember all of them.
"Please sit here for a while, I’ll go cook. If you need anything, just call me."
"Alright, Fugui."
The man turned and looked at Qian stiffly, "What did you say?"
"Nothing, I was just thanking you, Yun Chang."
Oh, was that an auditory hallucination? The man shyly nodded at Qian, then turned around and went back inside.
Qian silently held her stomach, laughing, hahaha, his expression just now was too funny.
This guy’s full name is Liao Fugui. He was born into an intellectual family, proficient in ancient and modern books at home and abroad. He enjoys comparing different versions of historical stories and is passionate about reciting great leaders’ quotes. He’s a downright eccentric.
However, he’s remarkable. He’s a member of a renowned domestic forensic psychology research lab, a Ph.D. in legal psychiatry, and later also a part-time legal psychology instructor at a famous university. Because his doctoral advisor and Qian’s advisor, Mr. Liu, were siblings from the same school, by seniority, Qian had to respectfully call him senior, brother—yet she did not.
In her previous life, Qian started her studio business, ruthlessly exploiting "fat sheep." Liao Fugui, doing forensic psychiatric evaluations, was quite poor, and even as a doctoral advisor, there wasn’t much gravy. He despised Qian, who showed up in a Maserati, seeing her as a market disruptor, reeking of money, but their fields occasionally overlapped, forcing them to interact.
Liao Fugui was often at a loss for words after being confronted by Qian’s assertiveness. To challenge him, Qian even memorized an entire book of famous quotes, just to argue with him directly.
Liao Fugui’s profession involved being commissioned by the judiciary to make assessments related to mental or psychological issues in criminal or civil cases. In simple terms, he’s an expert in diagnosing mental or psychological issues.
His surname was Liao, with the given name Fugui, but he had an intellectual’s pride, believing his parents’ chosen name was too common. He gave himself the alternative name Yun Chang. Everyone calls him Mr. Liao, and friends call him Yun Chang, but Qian, who didn’t get along with him, would call him by his full name, Liao Fugui.
And so, their grudge was formed. It could be said that he and Qian were on completely different paths. Though Qian ran her studio alone, she occasionally got called to do psychological evaluations in civil cases, and they often bumped into each other in her past life. In this life, Qian just wanted to stay away from these pretentious intellectuals, but unexpectedly, she ran into him in such an awkward way here.
Without the background of past memories, he would just be a quirky neighbor. It was only with her past life’s memories that she realized the world is indeed small.
Jia Xiufang came back after a while, seeing Qian sitting in the chair playing Snake on her phone. She reached out to touch Qian’s hand, feeling the ice-cold skin, and immediately scolded her.
"You silly girl, aren’t you cold sitting here? Why don’t you find somewhere to stay warm?"
"... You’re late, and you have the nerve?" Qian was speechless.
"Isn’t it all for you and your siblings to earn money? Hurry inside. Whose chair is this?"
"Liao Fugui gave it."
"Who?"
"Liao Yunchang."
With that, Jia Xiufang understood.
"Oh, that Liao nephew is really considerate. Did you thank him? I should invite him over for dinner tonight. Lately, we’ve been asking a lot of him, even fixing our broken light bulbs."
Jia Xiufang had a great impression of their young and polite neighbor. Knowing the young man hadn’t solved his personal life issues, she would often play matchmaker for him, introducing several prospects, although none succeeded. Regardless, the families kept close ties, especially knowing Liao’s mother passed away, leaving him with just his father. Her sympathy swelled.
"He’s cooking. Don’t disturb him." Qian thought to herself, eating with Liao Fugui might give her a stomach ulcer.
"I should return the chair at least. Qian, come with me and meet your Uncle Liao and Brother Liao."
"..." What’s going on? Did Liao Fugui become her brother? Qian shivered. Why does reincarnation come with so many side effects?
The god-like billionaire Teng Daye became her godfather. The future tycoon Teng Shuixian was now her sworn sister; a foolish daughter of a landlord was her best friend; and a ghostly girl who once wanted to jump off a building became her future sister-in-law. Now, one of her rivals became her brother?
The only consolation was her child’s father was still the same person.
Qian had mixed emotions as she watched Jia Xiufang knock on their neighbor’s door.
Liao Fugui, wearing an apron, opened the door. Qian raised an eyebrow, oh, so this guy has a domestic side too?
He wrapped the little apron around him, and with the steam from the pot fogging up his glasses, he did look quite homely!
"Yun Chang, this is my daughter Qian, you’ve met her, right? Thanks for taking care of her. It’s kind of embarrassing," Jia Xiufang said as she walked into the house.
"No worries, Mrs. Jia, please come in and have a seat."
Don’t agree to it! Qian shouted internally.
However, Ms. Jia Xiufang seemed oblivious to her daughter’s silent protest.
"I’m being such a bother, you know... Oh, what are you cooking that smells so good?" Jia Xiufang asked as she slowly made her way inside.