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This method of doing things is really too meticulous, different from many people I usually see.
As for Mina, she works very hard, but she doesn't control every minute and second to that extent. This is even more impressive than the so-called race against time because she has everything in her hands.
To be honest, seeing Bai Xiaoqing's work style makes me a bit nervous. The hesitation I had during our previous phone call feels quite different from the precision with which she calculates time now.
However, working with outstanding people always makes one more proactive, and I should progress a bit faster as well.
After leaving the bookstore, I went straight home and selected a batch of suitable brushes online, along with paper and drawing boards.
Most of these items are from the same city, so they should arrive by this afternoon. The ones further away will probably arrive in a day or two. This means that from now on, I need to start getting into work mode.
To avoid being too lazy and to improve efficiency, I also made a schedule, hoping to complete certain tasks according to plan every day.
Although the collaborating company initially had no time requirements for me, Bai Xiaoqing left such a deep impression that I really can't let things slide while working with her. Otherwise, it could take half a year to finish a comic book. Even if they don't say anything at that point, I wouldn't be able to face myself.
After selecting everything, I prepared to make lunch.
Just then, my phone rang, and the caller ID showed it was Ye Guang's home number.
Ever since he said those things, I've deliberately avoided going to the library. Plus, I've had work to keep me busy, so I really haven't had time to waste there. I thought that over time, things would pass; he could find new friends, and I would have my own life.
I didn't expect him to call me again so soon.
I hesitated to answer the call, knowing that even if I did, I wouldn't know what to say to him. But not answering seemed quite rude.
So in the end, I picked it up.
To my surprise, it wasn't Ye Guang's voice on the other end, but a woman's.
She started off politely, asking me, "Is this Miss Qiu?"
After I replied "yes," she continued, "I am Ye Guang's mother. I have some things I'd like to ask you. I wonder if Miss Qiu has some time?"
I really didn't want to meet her and felt there was no need to do so, so I said on the phone, "Mrs. Ye, please just say what you need to say."
At this point, her tone had lost some of its initial politeness: "Could I ask you to come out and talk?"
My immediate reaction was to reply "no," but then I thought about how the situation could escalate and become more difficult to handle. From that funeral, it was clear that Ye Guang was not just wealthy; they also held a certain status in Haicheng. Otherwise, people like Su Qian and Xiao Minxing wouldn't have shown up at all.
As a powerless and insignificant citizen, it would be better for me to cooperate with her before any taboos were crossed.
Moreover, resolving this matter sooner rather than later would be beneficial and save me time in the future. If I refused now, who knows if Ye Guang's mother would come looking for trouble again? It would be even harder for me to juggle work while dealing with her.
Considering all these chaotic thoughts, I agreed.
However, the place Ye Guang's mother suggested was particularly strange—a small shop in an old district of Haicheng.
These old districts had been slated for demolition years ago, but for some unknown reason, the plans were put on hold. As a result, white or red circles marked on the walls were everywhere, with big characters reading "Demolish" inside them.
The streets were desolate, with only a few pedestrians occasionally visible, which reminded me of that trip to Yunnan, and I felt inexplicably nervous.
The little shop she mentioned was unrecognizable from its name alone, and it had the curtains drawn during the day, giving off a creepy and eerie vibe.
I didn't dare to go in and took a few steps back to call Mina.
As soon as she learned that Ye Guang's Mother was looking for me, she was so shocked that she almost came through the phone to glare at me.
"I can't believe you got involved with someone like that. You can't even handle normal guys, let alone someone like him."
I was equally frustrated and not feeling any better than her. I hurriedly said, "Do you think I wanted this? I've hardly spoken to him at all. Who would have thought something like this would happen? After talking to him that day, I thought it was over, but then he brought his mother into it."
Mina paused for a few seconds before saying, "Don't move from where you are, and don't go inside. I'm coming over right now."
I checked the time; there were still about ten minutes until our agreed meeting time, and it seemed Ye Guang's Mother hadn't arrived yet.
Fortunately, I had a habit of arriving early. Whenever I went to unfamiliar places or met unfamiliar people, I would usually arrive a bit ahead of time to observe the surroundings or calm my nerves.
I didn't dare stand at the entrance of the little shop and instead hid around a corner.
My doubts grew stronger. Given Ye Guang's conditions, he should be quite high-class. Moreover, when his mother spoke to me, her tone carried an air of superiority. Logically, she should have chosen a more decent place; why did she pick this one?
Was she afraid of being seen by others? Or was there another reason?
I had almost concluded that she had ulterior motives because normal social interactions wouldn't involve lowering oneself unless there were malicious intentions involved.
Of course, I can't say that I have a relationship with Ye Guang's Mother. I don't even know what she wants to talk to me about—whether it's to settle accounts for her son or something else.
More than ten minutes passed quickly, and a four-ring Q7 stopped at the entrance of the small shop.
I first saw a man get out from the passenger seat, hurriedly turning around to open the back door, and then I saw a woman with a styled hairdo dressed elegantly stepping out.
She didn't look left or right; she bent down and entered the small shop, while the man followed her inside. The car moved forward slightly and parked by the side of the small shop.
At least three people came; are they here to confront me?
But what the hell did I do wrong? I was completely shocked.
It seems there's no need for a conversation anymore. It's safer for me to leave quickly, and I should also inform Mina not to come over. If there really is any conflict, just the two of us probably wouldn't be able to handle even one man, and now that I have a child, I can't take that risk.
I quietly backed away a bit and took out my mobile phone, just about to call Mina when I noticed a Maybach had pulled up close to the roadside.
The window rolled down, revealing Xiao Minxing's face inside.
He looked even thinner, with his chin appearing much sharper, and his face looked somewhat dark.
However, his expression was still the same as before—cold and calm. His voice was also as it used to be as he lightly uttered two words: "Get in."
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