Chapter 101: How Do You Wish to Die?

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Gong Lü didn’t rush to answer the call. Passing by Ye Luo’s room, whose door was firmly shut, he glanced at it with a smile before heading into his own room. Once inside, he closed the door behind him and then answered the phone.

Immediately, Ye Wuqi’s frantic voice came through: “Ahhh, Lü bro, what’s going on with you? Song bro just called me saying you like someone—Ye Luo, of all people! What the heck?! Song bro didn’t dare come here to face death, so he sent me instead to do it! You have to tell me, or I’ll never rest in peace!”

Gong Lü responded with a single line: “How do you want to die?”

Carefully, Ye Wuqi asked, “Can I die from being crushed by money?”

Gong Lü was speechless.

Then, he silently hung up.

But in the next second, Ye Wuqi called again.

Gong Lü didn’t answer.

Ye Wuqi called several times, and when Lü bro still didn’t pick up, he sent a message: “Lü bro, why must I die to atone? Can’t I atone some other way? Death’s way too unlucky! If you like Sister Luo, I can play matchmaker for you! Tell me how you want me to do it, and I’ll do it without complaint! Deal?”

Gong Lü saw the message but didn’t reply. Instead, he lazily leaned against the coffee table, tapping its surface intermittently with one hand while holding his phone with the other, waiting for Ye Wuqi to call again.

Less than ten seconds later, Ye Wuqi called once more.

This time, Gong Lü answered.

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Ye Wuqi immediately caught on: “Damn! Lü bro, you really like Sister Luo?!”

Gong Lü said nothing about that and calmly replied, “Remember the way you just said you’d atone.”

But wasn’t that basically an admission?

“Whoa whoa whoa whoa whoa…” Ye Wuqi immediately ranted several times, too excited to contain himself. “Lü bro, when did you start liking her? This is way too sudden! I’m so happy! Since you have someone you like, you probably won’t get engaged to that An Qianqian, right? Compared to someone like An Qianqian, Sister Luo’s practically a fairy! If you got engaged to Sister Luo, I would absolutely support it with both hands and feet!”

Before Gong Lü could say anything, Ye Wuqi suddenly looked troubled, almost on the verge of tears: “But Lü bro, what can I do? Sister Luo likes me…”

Gong Lü was silent.

Ye Wuqi continued to fret: “She’s even gone crazy changing her surname to mine. How could she possibly like you… And no matter how you put it, I’m the one she likes. If I play matchmaker, won’t that hurt her fragile heart…”

Fragile heart indeed…

Gong Lü pressed his aching temples and said, “I’ll only say this once.”

“Hm?”

“She doesn’t like you.”

“How could she—”

Before Ye Wuqi could finish, Gong Lü asked, “Do you believe me?”

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“Ah?” Ye Wuqi was momentarily stunned, the topic switching too quickly. But he quickly responded, “Of course I believe you! In this world, the people I trust most are you and the baby!”

Gong Lü said, “Then believe me.”

Only then did Ye Wuqi believe: “So she doesn’t like me after all. I was worried for nothing. She must have changed her surname to her mother’s out of pure simplicity, not because of me. But Lü bro, why is she so good to me then?”

“There’s a saying you’ve probably heard.”

“What saying?”

“Fools are blessed with good fortune.”

Ye Wuqi was speechless.

…

While Gong Lü was on the phone with Ye Wuqi in his room, Ye Luo next door didn’t hear a thing.

Ye Luo’s room was truly soundproof.

And because of this soundproof room, Ye Luo’s quality of sleep had improved dramatically.