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Suddenly, a pleasant bell sound reached Wei Yuan's ears. After searching for the source, he found a delicate phone placed on the table on the balcony.
Wei Yuan didn't need to think much to realize that this was Han Ling's phone. He picked it up and walked to her door, which was locked. Naturally, he couldn't open it, so he called out a few times. In response, he heard loud music from inside, clearly indicating that Han Ling had deliberately turned it up to avoid him!
After knocking on the door for a long time without any response, the phone's bell sound had long since stopped. Just as Wei Yuan was about to put the phone back in its place and wait for her to return the call, he noticed that the phone rang again. Fearing that there might be an urgent matter and she couldn't be reached, Wei Yuan naturally pressed the call button.
At that moment, an anxious female voice came from the other end: "Ling, you finally answered Mom's call! Where have you been? Hurry home! Mom promises to find you the best plastic surgeon; your facial injury can definitely be treated!"
However, it was Wei Yuan's voice that responded: "I'm sorry, ma'am, your daughter can't take your call right now; her phone is in my hands."
Wei Yuan thought he had made himself clear, but the other party seemed overly anxious. Upon hearing this, she hurriedly said, "My daughter is with you! Who are you? How much money do you want? As long as you don't hurt my daughter, I'll give you anything!"
Wei Yuan was taken aback. Did his voice sound that terrifying? Why was he being mistaken for a kidnapper?
He quickly explained, "You misunderstood; I'm your daughter's roommate. Her phone is in my hands! Do you understand?"
Wei Yuan could clearly sense Han Ling's mother letting out a heavy sigh of relief on the other end of the line before saying, "Oh, I see. You scared me to death." But in an instant, she became anxious again and asked, "How did your daughter's phone end up in your hands? Who are you to her?"
Wei Yuan had no choice but to explain firmly, "I'm just her roommate."
Even though Wei Yuan explained clearly that his relationship with Han Ling was merely as co-tenants, Han Ling's mother seemed worried about her daughter living comfortably and kept imagining how others might take advantage of her. Was this some kind of new psychological disorder: a delusion of persecution regarding one's daughter?
Upon hearing that Wei Yuan and Han Ling were roommates, Han Ling's mother suddenly jumped up: "Are you saying you two are living together? Do you really like my daughter? That's impossible; with her face like that, you must think she's an only child and are only with her for money!"
Wei Yuan was completely awakened by her words, feeling two conflicting emotions alternating within him. One was a sense of relief and joy, realizing that he still had the means to rely on a woman, which was quite an honor. The other was anger; being seen as someone who depended on a woman for a living was undoubtedly a fatal blow to a man's dignity.
"Madam, I must first admit that your imagination is quite extraordinary, something most people cannot match. However, I have no relationship with Ling, and I don't know how wealthy your family is, so let's not say I'm with her for money."
As the saying goes, raising children for a hundred years brings worries for ninety-nine. At this moment, Wei Yuan happened to hear someone on the other end of the phone entering the room, preparing to report to Han Ling's Mother, only to be dismissed by her in just two sentences. It seemed she was indeed a strong woman, but why did her intelligence drop so significantly when it came to her daughter's issues?
Wei Yuan found an explanation in a story about an elderly woman in her fifties who had two sons nearing thirty but still unmarried. One day while she was at the market buying groceries, someone approached her and said, "Your two sons are in danger of bloodshed; they might end up dead in the streets!"
The elderly woman quickly asked, "Is there any way to break this curse?"
The person replied, "Unless you bring all your cash and jewelry to me for a ritual, perhaps you can avoid disaster!"
As a result, the elderly woman was scammed out of over two hundred thousand in cash and jewelry. Why did this happen? Because this mother had worried about her sons facing calamities since their birth and constantly reminded them to be careful. However, her sons took it lightly. When someone finally told her that her two sons might die in the streets, she felt that this person was definitely not a scammer but rather someone who understood her fears, finally confirming her suspicions!
When Wei Yuan first heard such an exaggerated story, he found it hard to believe. However, the absurd remarks from the strong woman on the phone, Han Ling's Mother, made him fully convinced!
At this point, Wei Yuan still didn't know the real name of the girl he shared a room with, so he followed her mother's way of addressing her and called her Ling. Unexpectedly, this term of endearment led to another misunderstanding: "If that's the case, why do you call Ling so affectionately? You clearly live together! But given her current state, how could you genuinely like her? Are you perhaps not as handsome as Zhao Chuan? With those thick eyebrows and triangular eyes, an elephant trunk nose like Feng Jie, big ears and crooked teeth, standing under five feet tall with an eight-foot waist?"
Damn it! Wei Yuan quickly took the call while rushing to the bathroom to look in the mirror. Seeing his reflection—handsome enough—he thought that this woman had quite a sharp tongue; he almost doubted his own appearance based on her words!
Suppressing his anger, Wei Yuan explained one last time: "We are really just co-tenants with no relationship whatsoever; we each pay our own rent. By the way, I want to ask you something—are you perhaps a stepmother? I've never heard anyone curse their own daughter like this!"
In response to her earlier speculations and malicious imaginations about his looks, Wei Yuan effectively countered with just one remark about being a stepmother. After releasing his pent-up frustration, he added: "Actually, you're overcomplicating things; your daughter just needs to find a top-tier plastic surgeon and spend some money to become beautiful again."
The laughter came from the phone: "Oh, so this is the kind of scheme you have in mind. You have your eyes on my daughter, right? It's just that the burn scars on her face are a bit hard to bear. If you spend some money on cosmetic surgery to remove the scars, she'll still be a beauty. At that point, she'll definitely be devoted to you. Am I wrong?"
Being a good person is really difficult. Wei Yuan, who kindly answered a phone call, was suspected of having ulterior motives. He was once again defeated by her wild imagination: "Sister, consider it my mistake. I shouldn't have meddled and helped her answer the phone. I'll go reflect in silence instead!"
Han Ling's Mother finally said seriously, "If possible, take good care of her."
After putting the phone back down, Wei Yuan tidied up his clothes, took a shower, and after tossing and turning on an unfamiliar bed for a long time, he finally managed to fall asleep. The next morning, he had already arranged to go to school with Liu Lei!
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