Chapter 66: Qi Meili
Liang Ye was overjoyed. "You really know He Huanhuan?"
Oh my god!
He didn't have to pay damages after all!
But the girl grabbed his ear. "I'm asking who you are! Why aren't you answering? Looking for death, huh!"
"It hurts, it hurts, it hurts..."
Liang Ye yelped in pain. "I was just about to go find He Huanhuan!"
"You're looking for Sister Huan?"
The girl gave him a very strange look. "How exactly are you going to find her?"
Liang Ye was confused. "She's at the sales office, isn't she? Isn't she supposed to be buying a house today?"
He hadn't gotten it wrong, had he? Weren't they headed to the sales office to pretend to buy a house?
And she'd borrowed his electric scooter, which was exactly why he'd been in such a hurry that he'd accidentally bumped into someone...
"Buying a house?"
The girl's expression turned even weirder. "She said she was buying a house?"
Liang Ye nodded. "You didn't know?"
Did she even actually know He Huanhuan?
But with that head of red hair and that fierce way she carried herself, she really did remind him of He Huanhuan!
Qi Meili couldn't quite process it. She'd been working the long night shift today.
The factory was behind schedule, and she'd volunteered to work extra hours on top of that, not getting off until noon.
On her way home she was so exhausted she could barely keep her eyes open.
Just now, in a daze, she'd nodded off while riding.
When she came back to her senses, she realized her surroundings didn't look right.
She'd been riding the route from the factory to her home for over a month—she knew exactly what was on every stretch of road and what it looked like. It was etched into her memory.
She was absolutely certain that the scene in front of her didn't belong to any part of that route.
She couldn't help but panic. She'd heard that if you worked too much overtime, you started hallucinating, and then you lost your mind.
She knew she shouldn't have gone to work!
Boohoo...
She had to hold it together. Even if she died, she was dragging He Huanhuan down with her!
She was still so young. She didn't want to die!
She'd never even dated a hot guy!
Tears started streaming down her face, blurring her vision.
And then...
"BAM!"
She was knocked flying.
The person who hit her actually knew He Huanhuan? And said He Huanhuan was at the sales office buying a house?
She started to suspect she'd already lost her mind. Wasn't He Huanhuan in a vegetative state?
Were they talking about the same He Huanhuan?
She pulled out her phone and found a picture of her and He Huanhuan together to show Liang Ye. "The He Huanhuan you're talking about—is it her?"
Liang Ye looked at her phone and was stunned.
In the photo, He Huanhuan's head of bright blue hair nearly blinded him through the screen.
Both arms were completely covered in tattoos, and she was rolling her eyes at the camera.
God!
Where did this punk chick come from?!
He swallowed hard. "It looks like her—same face. But her hair isn't blue. It's rainbow-colored. And she doesn't have any tattoos..."
"No tattoos?"
Qi Meili's brow furrowed deeply. "Not a single one?"
Liang Ye nodded. "Well, at least when I saw her, she didn't have any."
Qi Meili understood immediately. This guy had to be He Huanhuan's ex-boyfriend!
That little sneak had been dating behind her back!
She'd probably covered up her tattoos with foundation because she was afraid he'd think less of her.
She gave Liang Ye a disdainful once-over. What was so great about this ugly duckling?
Her stingy little friend actually spent money on foundation for him—with that many tattoos, it would take a whole lot of foundation to cover them all!
But what did he mean by saying He Huanhuan was buying a house?
Was He Huanhuan pretending to be rich for this guy or something?
When did that happen?
He Huanhuan had been lying in a hospital bed for over a month now. Didn't he know that?
Her not-so-bright brain spun wildly, unable to make sense of the timeline.
She grabbed Liang Ye and hauled him up. "Ugly piece of trash, when exactly did He Huanhuan tell you she was buying a house? How long has it been since you two talked?"
"What did you call me ugly for?"
Liang Ye had never been called ugly to his face before. He couldn't believe it.
Was he ugly?
Where was he ugly?
He just wasn't obviously handsome, that was all!
"SMACK!"
Qi Meili slapped him on the head. "Talk!"
Liang Ye held his head and confessed. "She told me this morning! She was going to the sales office to put on an act and pretend to buy a house, a hundred bucks a day. She and her friend also borrowed my electric scooter. They said they'd bring it back by noon, but they haven't..."
Qi Meili's eyes went wide instantly. "Morning? You said morning? Which morning? This morning?"
Liang Ye was puzzled. "Of course this morning..."
It wasn't yesterday morning—he hadn't even met them then.
"Hold on, wait..."
Qi Meili couldn't piece it together. She'd gone to the hospital to see He Huanhuan yesterday after work, and she was definitely lying in that hospital bed.
But this ugly idiot was saying he'd talked to He Huanhuan this morning, and that He Huanhuan was going to the sales office today to put on an act?
No, no, no...
No, no, no...
"SMACK!"
She slapped herself hard. "This is what you get for not studying hard back in school. Can't figure it out now, can you!"
Fine. She had to go see for herself. She absolutely had to—otherwise she'd never be able to close her eyes in peace, even in death.
"You!"
She pointed at Liang Ye. "Take me to He Huanhuan right now."
Liang Ye whined. "I was going to go find her anyway. She still hasn't returned my electric scooter..."
"Shut up! Start driving!"
"Okay..."
Meanwhile, in the sales office, He Huanhuan was busy playing the part of a shy little bride-to-be, completely unaware of the huge surprise heading her way.
Today's customers were a young couple preparing for their wedding, looking to buy a marital home.
There were only two customers, but twenty actors.
He Huanhuan and Han Mo had been assigned the same role—also a sweet young couple preparing to get married.
The two of them had deliberately worn the same proper outfits they'd had on the day they went missing. He Huanhuan sweetly hooked her arm through Han Mo's and carefully examined the model display.
She squinted and smiled. "Honey, we absolutely have to get a house today! I want to marry you beautifully~"
Han Mo: "Mm."
He Huanhuan secretly pinched him and whispered in his ear, "Get into character!"
Han Mo frowned. "This is a little awkward."
Just then, the customer couple walked up beside them and started looking at the same small unit on the model display.
A salesperson rushed over and introduced it. "This small unit is specially designed for young couples... This is the last one remaining in the entire complex..."
"Oh! The last one?"
He Huanhuan covered her mouth dramatically. "Then we'll take it!"
The female customer frowned in displeasure and shot He Huanhuan a look. "We're looking at it right now!"
He Huanhuan pouted. "We're looking at it too! But you didn't say you wanted it. I said it first."
The female customer gave her a once-over. "You're saying you want it without even looking at it?"
Could she be a plant?
He Huanhuan immediately leaned into Han Mo and acted coquettish. "My husband's rich! Anything I fancy, he'll buy for me~ Right, honey?"
She blinked up at Han Mo, who was dying inside. He couldn't bring himself to say the word "right."
He Huanhuan pinched him. "Honey? Honey? Say something!"
Just as the act was about to fall apart, the old man standing behind them quickly chimed in. "Oh, I think this unit suits retirement living quite well!"
The old man shoved He Huanhuan aside and smiled at the salesperson. "Does this layout have any mid-floor options? I'm looking to buy for retirement. I don't like high floors."
The salesperson immediately nodded. "There's one left—it's on the sixth floor, right in the middle."
The old man nodded approvingly. "Six for good luck. Very nice. Why don't you show me the model room?"
"Sure!"
The salesperson immediately agreed, and the young couple grew anxious: "We saw it first!"
He Huanhuan was even more frantic: "We saw it first!"
The girlfriend gave her a dismissive look: "You should sort things out with your husband before you say that! I can tell he's not really interested in buying it for you!"