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In fact, Ouyang Qian was quite eager for Lin Feng to stay with her, even though she said that Lin Feng didn't need to be there.
After all, she was just a girl who had recently stepped out of the ivory tower and into society, encountering such situations for the first time. It was normal to hope for someone trustworthy to be by her side.
As for whether Lin Feng was trustworthy, Ouyang Qian chose to ignore that question. For some reason, she felt that Lin Feng was someone she could trust.
Perhaps this is what they call a woman's intuition.
Before long, Lin Feng arrived at Ouyang Qian's hospital room with some documents. Since Aunt Qian wasn't seriously ill, and Lin Feng thought that if he took it upon himself to move Aunt Qian to a private room, it might annoy Ouyang Qian. Therefore, he only paid the hospitalization and medical fees as per the nurse's instructions and made no other arrangements.
"Ouyang Teacher, everything is taken care of. Don't worry; let your mother rest easy. She'll be back to normal by tomorrow morning," Lin Feng said as he walked over and handed the documents to Ouyang Qian.
Although Lin Feng's words sounded somewhat like comforting remarks, they were indeed true. Aunt Qian didn't have any major issues; if all went well, she would likely wake up in the middle of the night.
After all, it was now around nine-thirty after a flurry of activity, and Aunt Qian had fainted before nine o'clock. By now, she had already been asleep for seven or eight hours.
"Yes, I know, Lin Feng. Thank you so much for tonight," Ouyang Qian said sincerely as she took the documents and looked at Lin Feng.
"Thank you? By the way, Ouyang Teacher, how do you think I performed tonight? I'm almost as good as Uncle Lei Feng. For a student like me who excels in both academics and character, doesn't that make the idea of 'skipping class' irrelevant?" Lin Feng joked, unable to stand Ouyang Qian constantly thanking him.
"Hehe... You helped me tonight; you saved my mom. How does Uncle Lei Feng come into this? I need to clarify something: you still have to explain why you skipped class," Ouyang Qian said seriously despite feeling grateful. After spending the evening together, she sensed that Lin Feng seemed to have many secrets he hadn't shared with others. For instance, how did a student from a modest background suddenly acquire an Audi?
"I knew it! Alright, since Ouyang Teacher insists on knowing, I don't mind telling you. But you have to promise me not to share what I tell you with anyone else. Okay?" Lin Feng understood that Ouyang Qian had many questions and didn't think his earlier evasive remarks would suffice. Moreover, her intention wasn't to reprimand him but to show concern for him, which was why he was willing to share some truths with her.
"Okay, I promise you. Students have their rights; I know that well enough. Teachers aren't gossipers," Ouyang Qian nodded in agreement. As she mentioned, teachers have an obligation to keep certain matters confidential for their students.
"Alright... let's make a pinky promise." With that, Lin Feng flashed a bright smile at Ouyang Qian.
"Hehe... Alright then," Ouyang Qian accepted the pinky promise. At that moment, her view of Lin Feng was more than just that of a student; he felt more like a good friend, which allowed her to indulge in his playful antics.
As they linked their pinky fingers together gently, Lin Feng suddenly felt as if he were making a pinky promise with an older sister from next door. He couldn't quite describe how that felt but knew one thing for sure: he liked this feeling.
This sensation was different from his interactions with Dong Jie; while Dong Jie felt like an older sister who could discipline and take care of him, Ouyang Qian felt more like an older sister who could be friends with him at his age.
"Ha ha... why do I suddenly feel like Ouyang Teacher just made a promise with me like a neighborly sister? How about I stop calling you Ouyang Teacher and start calling you Sister Qian?" Lin Feng had returned from his rebirth and was quite carefree in many aspects. Since he felt that way about Ouyang Qian, he naturally said it without hesitation.
"Hmm, a neighborly sister? Do you think you look like a neighborly boy?" Ouyang Qian, like Lin Feng, also felt a sibling-like connection, but since she was Lin Feng's homeroom teacher, she wouldn't casually agree and instead retorted.
"Why not?" Lin Feng flashed a sunny smile, and with his fairly handsome face, he really did resemble a neighborly boy.
At this point, even Ouyang Qian had to admit that Lin Feng did indeed look like a neighborly boy—one who would show up like a man to help his sister unconditionally when she was in trouble.
Seeing that Ouyang Qian had no response, Lin Feng took the opportunity to say, "Ha ha... Sister Qian, you feel the same way in your heart, right?" Now he was directly calling her "Sister Qian."
"When there are outsiders around, we can't call each other that," Ouyang Qian didn't agree with Lin Feng, but her words implied acceptance.
If we can't call each other that when there are outsiders, then we can when there aren't, right? Lin Feng knew this well. He understood that Ouyang Qian was too shy to let him call her "Sister Qian" directly, but his boldness wasn't just for show. He immediately continued chatting with her using "Sister Qian."
"Lin Feng, let's be serious. Shouldn't you come clean about your recent changes?" After talking for a while, Ouyang Qian shifted the topic to what she wanted to know. Influenced by the "sibling" dynamic from Lin Feng, she even referred to herself as "sister."
"Ha ha... it's not hard to explain. I suddenly had an epiphany; maybe luck came my way. I've made some money recently," Lin Feng began to summarize what he could share with Ouyang Qian.
"What you're saying is basically nothing. I'll ask you questions, and you answer them, got it?" Ouyang Qian wasn't easily fooled. Now that she was acting as Lin Feng's sister, she felt more justified in her questioning. Although she ended with "got it?", her expression clearly conveyed to Lin Feng that if he didn't answer, there would be consequences.
Understanding that he couldn't give vague reports anymore, Lin Feng thought for a moment and decided to talk about the matter of the Gambling Stone.
Choosing to discuss the Gambling Stone would let Ouyang Qian know that he was engaged in legitimate business and earning honest money, which would put her mind at ease. Moreover, making several hundred thousand from the Gambling Stone was plausible.
Compared to other industries, making several hundred thousand in such a short time from anything else would seem unrealistic. Besides, Lin Feng had indeed earned quite a bit through the Gambling Stone, making it more convincing.
Having settled on discussing the Gambling Stone, Lin Feng began explaining everything in detail. Of course, he only shared what he had edited and simplified; some things were best kept from Ouyang Qian to avoid unnecessary worry.
Ouyang Qian listened attentively. When she heard that Lin Feng was preparing to open the stone, she knew the outcome would be good but still felt nervous.
When she heard about the "Gambling on Price", she let out a sigh of relief. At that moment, Lin Feng couldn't help but feel that this woman cared about certain storylines much more than men typically did.
However, seeing how engaged Ouyang Qian was made Lin Feng even more excited as he spoke. After all, being a man meant wanting to impress beautiful women, and he felt no different.
The way Ouyang Qian listened seriously and worried for him gave Lin Feng an inexplicable sense of satisfaction.
As they continued their conversation, Lin Feng began to share his recent experiences with Ouyang Qian, almost like telling a story. Although he only mentioned topics related to Gambling Stones that he could discuss with her, he even included a few anecdotes he had heard on the streets about Gambling Stones, which entertained Ouyang Qian.
At the same time, Ouyang Qian looked at Lin Feng with a hint of admiration. To her, Lin Feng was not only proficient in English but also a young person who understood how to make money and plan for his future. He truly seemed like an accomplished youth.
"Did you buy that car with your own money?" Ouyang Qian asked, having learned about Lin Feng's story and his recent circumstances.
"Yes, I originally didn't want to buy this car, but my friend said it's better to drive a reliable brand. It saves me from going to the repair shop every day. Besides, Audi is known for its stability; if I need to discuss business in the future, it will leave a good first impression," Lin Feng replied. Although he was somewhat exaggerating, his reasoning reflected the considerations of a young person who had just started making some money in business, which made sense to Ouyang Qian.
Indeed, while Audi is a well-known brand, its appeal lies not in flashiness but in reliability. Successful individuals typically choose Audi over impractical brands like Lamborghini or Ferrari.
"By the way, Sister Qian, why is your mother overworking herself?" Lin Feng had been curious about this for some time. Although he and Ouyang Qian were acquainted, they were not very close before tonight, so asking this question felt somewhat presumptuous. However, given their interaction this evening and the fact that Lin Feng had acknowledged Ouyang Qian as his sister, it felt more like a concern than an intrusion.
Lin Feng wondered why Ouyang Qian, despite being a university teacher with a decent income that should allow for a comfortable life, appeared somewhat malnourished and overworked.
"Lin Feng, that's a long story. I'll explain it to you when I have more time," Ouyang Qian replied. Perhaps it was because they had become more familiar tonight or because she had her own unspoken troubles; regardless, she did not provide any specific details. However, Lin Feng noticed that there was no longer a smile on her face—only deep self-reproach.
"Oh, then let's not talk about it. By the way, since your mother has been in the hospital for such a long time, should we notify your father?" Lin Feng understood Ouyang Qian's feelings and decided not to press further on the previous topic.
Just as Lin Feng finished asking this question, Ouyang Qian's expression changed once again. Her face was now filled with anger, and Lin Feng could sense the intense hatred emanating from her.
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