The story of Rose starts with being a brother

Chapter 418 Confusion and Chaos (Final) Nuolan and Qin Yumo
"Teacher Zeng, thank you for your previous counseling. I would like to ask you to counsel me again."

Qin Yumo's voice echoed softly in the recording studio of the Broadcasting Building.

Zeng Xiaoxian turned to look at the curious Nuolan beside him, and felt a little reluctant to continue the call.

He felt that talking about Qin Yumo's matter was like airing his dirty laundry in public, but he also felt that this incident made him seem like he was just making sarcastic remarks and was a typical case of causing trouble.

Although Yu Mo said she was thanking him, Zeng Xiaoxian still had to have some self-respect at the moment, since it had only happened a few hours ago and Hu Yifei might still be chasing after him!

But since he's live now, he seems to have no reason to refuse Yu Mo's hotline call...

"You won't agree?" At this moment, Nolan temporarily muted her microphone to remind him.

Zeng Xiaoxian then came to his senses. Seeing that the other person was looking at him with amusement, he had no choice but to bite the bullet and say, "Haha, this listener wants me to give her another psychological counseling session. It seems she thinks my previous counseling was very effective! Well then, I'll counsel you again!"

"Teacher Zeng, is this time it really my fault?"

"..."

Qin Yumo's voice rang out again, and with just one sentence, Zeng Xiaoxian broke out in a cold sweat, realizing that the biggest crisis of his hosting career was about to arrive.

Nuolan raised an eyebrow, not understanding the meaning of those words for a moment.

"How could that be? Of course you're fine too!"

After Zeng Xiaoxian said that first, he immediately added: "By the way, I want to explain to everyone that this listener is a friend of mine. She was deceived by a scumbag in her relationship. That man was her fiancé, but she only recently discovered that he had actually been married for a long time."

Upon hearing his explanation, Nuolan, who was standing to the side, looked somewhat surprised.

She had heard Zeng Xiaoxian mention this woman named Qin Yumo before; she was also her ex-husband's roommate. After learning that Qin Yumo had a fiancé, she stopped paying attention to her.

But who would have thought that Qin Yumo would be deceived by her fiancé?!

"But doesn't that prove that my judgment is flawed?" Qin Yumo said.

“It’s not that you have a bad eye; you’re the one who’s been deceived.” Zeng Xiaoxian’s head was spinning again.

As soon as Qin Yumo opened her mouth, he was afraid that he would get tangled up in Yumo's logic like he had last time. Last time, he used the mistress named Tina to untangle the knot, but now Tina was no longer a mistress, and he really couldn't untangle this mess.

……

Lonely Corner Bar.

On the coffee table in front of the sofa area, a radio provided by the bar was playing Zeng Xiaoxian's program.

Everyone held their breath and stared intently at Qin Yumo across from them. Her demeanor, with her sip of wine and each sentence, made it difficult for anyone to feel at ease.

She was worried that her slightly confused state might lead her to make a fool of herself, and she was also worried that Zeng Xiaoxian's psychological counseling might... lead Yu Mo astray again.

During the few seconds of silence from Yu Mo, everyone exchanged glances, and then Hu Yifei lowered her voice and said, "If anything goes wrong later, hang up on Yu Mo immediately."

"it is good."

However, Qin Yumo suddenly changed her previous dejected and bewildered tone and said loudly, "Now that I see his true colors and know the truth, that's a good thing!"

"Of course!" Zeng Xiaoxian felt relieved. "Congratulations! You will be reborn, and a brighter and more beautiful future awaits you."

"But what if I get scammed again in the future? I have bad judgment and can't tell the difference."

"..."

A feeling of riding a roller coaster rose in Zeng Xiaoxian's heart. He had just breathed a sigh of relief, but now he inhaled the air again.

"Hehe, how could that be? Not all men in this world are scumbags, and there aren't that many men who would deliberately try to deceive you."

"Because I don't deserve it?"

"..."

The radio station fell silent. The emotional host, Zeng Xiaoxian, felt a little numb.

Seeing this, Nuolan, who had been watching the commotion for a while, chimed in: "Madam, there's no need to belittle yourself. The emotional setbacks you experienced before only reflected the limitations of that man's character, not your own value. You just thanked Zeng Xiaoxian for his psychological counseling, which helped you see the truth. So please continue to be firm in your heart. When you get out of this emotional swamp, you will find that your heart and your ability to view emotions will be stronger, just like how a broken bone heals more firmly."

Nuolan's voice was gentle yet firm, and her slightly solid tone gave her words weight.

This made Zeng Xiaoxian, who felt relieved, breathe a sigh of relief and also feel admiration.

And... how could Wen Sheng possibly escape the grasp of someone like Nuolan?

Hmm? Why would I use the word "escape"?

"Who are you?" After a long silence, Qin Yumo finally spoke.

"I am Nuolan. Starting today, I will be co-hosting the program 'Your Moon, My Heart' with Zeng Xiaoxian. I can also answer your questions if you have any emotional problems."

"Oh, Nolan."

……

"Nolan?!"

In the bar, the crowd staring at the radio gasped in unison, causing Qin Yumo, whose head was still a little dazed, to glance up instinctively. She then took another sip of her drink and asked, "I have some emotional troubles. Can you help me resolve them?"

"of course."

"Your name sounds familiar, I feel like I've heard it somewhere before?"

"You are Zeng Xiaoxian's friend, and I am also his friend. Perhaps you have heard him mention you. Ms. Qin, could you first tell me what your emotional troubles are?"

"Oh, okay." Qin Yumo nodded. "I wanted to ask, does someone like me qualify as a despicable mistress?"

Watching Qin Yumo half-close her eyes while making a phone call, Guan Gu Shenqi, sitting opposite her, couldn't help but ask in a low voice, "Why is Wen Sang's wife hosting 'Your Moon, My Heart'?"

"Yeah, Nuolan was clearly a level above Zeng Xiaoxian the moment she opened her mouth, so why is she in the late-night slot?" Hu Yifei asked, stroking her chin with obvious confusion.

"Could it be that her show was so bad that she was relegated to a late-night program?" Lu Ziqiao began to speculate. "Or maybe she offended the radio station's management!"

"How could that be? I've listened to her show, and it's really good!" Tang Youyou shook her head.

At this moment, Zhang Wei spoke up again: "By the way, why haven't I heard Wen Sheng mention this? Doesn't he know about it either?"

"I guess Wen Sheng found out, so he went to find Nuolan as soon as it got dark."

"Teacher Wen's ex-wife is beautiful and has a lovely voice. If I were a man, I definitely wouldn't be willing to divorce her."

"Superficial. You heard Nuolan give Yumo advice so eloquently, which shows that she is not only attractive on the outside, but also knowledgeable."

"Is she pregnant? Is Mrs. Wen pregnant?"

"..."

"When do you think Wensheng and Nuolan will remarry?"

"Who knows? It's their business."

……

"You were deceived. You're innocent in this relationship. You didn't know he was already married. He deliberately hid the truth, and when you found out, he decisively chose to break up. So how could you be a mistress? Miss Qin, you..."

Listening to Nuolan's patient words of encouragement to Qin Yumo on the car radio, Wen Sheng couldn't help but smile.

Given her past personality, how could she possibly act as a relationship coach for others?
However, this is a talk show about relationships, so it's perfectly normal for the host to make sarcastic remarks, at least more so than Zeng Xiaoxian.

I wonder if Ms. Nuo will be able to keep her word and act the same way when she discovers that her ex-husband is an even more disgusting scumbag?
As Wen Sheng drove, he thought to himself, but then he realized that he had always been a good man and there was no need to think badly of himself. He should keep it up!

……

"But... but what if I keep thinking about him? I can't stop thinking about him when he's not around. I'm thinking now, if I had made a decision sooner, would everything have been better? He wouldn't have said that I was stringing him along."

Qin Yumo, holding a bottle of liquor, looked at the ceiling of the bar and spoke into her phone.

One bottle of wine wouldn't make her black out, but the rising alcohol would make her head spin from time to time.

When people are emotionally vulnerable, they often seek intoxication, which allows alcohol to exert its full effect.

Just like her right now, staring at the ceiling with slightly unfocused eyes, her cheeks flushed, and the words she was saying left her friends across from her somewhat confused.

"So Yu Mo is still thinking about Richard?" "After all, he's her fiancé who waited so long to come back. Even if she was deceived, she won't give up so easily."

"Then what was she singing about, 'Little Stream'? Turns out it wasn't a stream, it was a pond!"

"..."

Qin Yumo sat there blankly, not hearing what they were saying. Even though there was a radio in front of her, she was only focused on listening to what Nuolan was saying to her on her phone.

After a long silence, Qin Yumo sniffled and said with a slight sob in her voice, "But he said that fate is the greatest, and I think our time together has already been proof of our strong connection."

“Miss Qin, I understand that you will be very nostalgic for the sweet and beautiful illusion of the past after knowing the truth. But deception is deception. The truth is cruel, but people always have to learn to accept it slowly, because this is a necessary step to build a truly beautiful future. Life is about moving forward and towards the future, isn’t it?”

"Yes, you're right. I am a little stream, always flowing forward. Little stream, little stream, never stopping~"

Qin Yumo was truly drunk; as she spoke, she couldn't help but start singing the song again.

"Yes, you are a little stream, always flowing forward. I dedicate the song 'Little Stream' to you, and also to all those who have been hurt in love."

Nuolan spoke softly on the radio, then winked at Zeng Xiaoxian beside her and started playing a song.

From telephone editor to singer, Zeng Xiaoxian's feelings were complicated. At first, he wanted to struggle, but later he chose to give up.

During a break in the music, Zeng Xiaoxian, who had his microphone off, said, "Nuolan, this is what happened with Qin Yumo. She used to have a fiancé, and that fiancé..."

Although he briefly mentioned Qin Yumo's situation on the show, he didn't want to say much more about it on the show. He wouldn't have wanted to talk about it if Yumo hadn't called the hotline.

Seeing that Nuolan's advice to Yu Mo was effective, Zeng Xiaoxian decided to explain Yu Mo's situation more clearly now.

Nuolan listened and nodded, her eyes gradually turning to surprise. She had initially thought it was just a simple case of being cheated on, but she hadn't expected that there were so many other things involved.

From initially believing that a third party had ruined the relationship to finally discovering that she herself was the third party... After hearing Qin Yumo's story, Nuolan couldn't help but feel some sympathy for her.

“Nolan, Yumo is a good girl. We don’t want her to be discouraged by that Richard incident and never recover,” Zeng Xiaoxian said with a worried expression. “It’s just that her thought process is a bit strange. She can easily be persuaded to go astray and get stuck in a rut.”

"Your psychological counseling is quite impressive; you actually managed to get her to forgive Richard after being cheated on." Nolan's expression was strange, and her tone was quite admiring.

"..."

Zeng Xiaoxian awkwardly scratched the heat rash on his body; he really didn't want anyone to bring up this shameful thing again.

"Don't worry, I will persuade her properly and won't let her... repeat the same mistake."

Nuolan smiled, and when the song finished playing, she turned her microphone back on and said, "Hello, Miss Qin, are you still there?"

"Hmm? I'm still here." Qin Yumo's voice rang out again. "That song just now... was really nice."

She could tell that Qin Qin seemed to have had a few drinks. After thinking for a moment, Nuolan said, "Miss Qin, when a stream flows forward, it will always encounter rocks, dead trees, and other things that try to block its way, but none of them will succeed. If you want to be a girl who moves forward like a stream, then these small setbacks will not be able to stop you at all, right?"

"Yes, that's right! I'm a little stream... I'm a little stream... I'm not afraid of small setbacks..."

Everyone in the bar gasped when they saw Qin Yumo grinning foolishly while holding her phone.

"Why do I have this feeling that I'm seeing Nangong Wenya giving me a head pat over the phone?" Tang Youyou asked in surprise.

“No, I feel like this is… a blessing from the goddess of dawn,” Lu Ziqiao said.

After thinking for a moment, Zhang Wei sighed, "No wonder I was once married to Brother Sheng!"

Just as everyone was marveling, Nuolan's voice rang out again from the radio and Yu Mo's phone: "Hehe, does Ms. Qin have any other concerns?"

Qin Yumo's smile faded, and a hint of confusion appeared in her eyes upon hearing this. She instinctively wanted to say that it was nothing, but the words caught in her throat. Then, she frowned and muttered, "I want to forget him!"

"Forget him?" Upon hearing this, Nuolan pondered for a moment before speaking, "Forgetting someone is very difficult; it takes a very long time. I think you probably want to forget the feelings you had for that man and prevent yourself from falling for him again, right?"

"Uh..." It took Qin Yumo several seconds to react to Nuolan's words. "Yes, I don't want to fall for him. I don't want to be a mistress."

“Ms. Qin, you are not the third party. I need to remind you again that you are the victim. You don’t need to feel so guilty.”

Nuolan's voice quickly rang out, and after saying that, she continued, "As for your desire to no longer be attracted to that man... here's what you do, Miss Qin, imagine that man is right in front of you, and if you have a friend here, imagine that friend is that man. Think about how that man deceived you, how he betrayed your feelings, and how he already married another woman. Think again about all the things he did to hurt you, and then feel the sadness and anger in your heart right now, and slap him hard!"

"..."

Upon hearing this, the people sitting opposite Qin Yumo subconsciously shrank back. When they looked up, they saw that the drunk Yumo's eyes were indeed somewhat dazed. The change in her eyes and the way her lips pursed as if she were gritting her teeth clearly showed that she was getting angrier and angrier!

"Guan Gu, Lü Ziqiao, Zhang Wei!"

Hu Yifei spoke as if calling the King of Hell, and the three men's hearts skipped a beat.

"Yifei, isn't this a bit unnecessary..." Lu Ziqiao wanted to run away, but his aunt had already grabbed him by the neck. "Was this slap really necessary...?"

“Yeah, Yifei.” Zhang Wei, who was also apprehensive, chimed in, “Besides, Yu Mo only needs to fan one person, there’s no need to fan three.”

“That’s right,” Guan Gu Shenqi agreed.

Hu Yifei nodded: "Alright, you two play rock-paper-scissors. Whoever loses has to go up and get slapped. Yu Mo is our good friend. You wouldn't be unwilling to even make this small sacrifice, would you?"

"This..." The three men exchanged glances, and finally could only nod helplessly.

"rock-paper-scissors!"

……

After parking his car outside the Lonely Corner Bar, Wen Sheng walked straight in. He was speechless after listening to Nuolan's words of comfort to Yu Mo on the radio.

He had already seen what Nuolan's mental state was like before, and now he was quite curious about what Qin Yumo's mental state was like.

And why does it feel like there's something off about the questions Qin Yumo asks on the radio?

It's like he's Richard one minute and Wen Sheng the next.

Upon entering the bar, Wen Sheng immediately noticed something amiss in the sofa area.

Zhang Wei stood trembling in front of Qin Yumo like a hapless man, his face showing a look of resignation to his fate, while the others beside him were both nervous and excited, anticipating something.

Hmm... Qin Yumo doesn't seem quite right either; she's obviously drunk a lot.

"Hey, everyone's here!"

Wen Sheng, who had come over to watch the excitement, greeted him with a smile.

Everyone looked over at the sound, especially Zhang Wei, who became even more excited, shouting as if he had seen a savior, "Quick, Brother Sheng, let's do it right away..."

"Snapped!"

Before Zhang Wei could finish speaking, Qin Yumo slapped him across the face.

"what!"

The bravest man clutched his face and collapsed onto the sofa in agony, managing to utter the rest of his words haltingly: "Rock, paper, scissors!"

"..."

Wen Sheng, who had walked over, looked at the scene before him with a face full of astonishment: "What's going on?"

No sooner had he finished speaking than Qin Yumo, who had just slapped him, turned to look at him, which made the scoundrel wary, fearing that she might slap him back.

However, Qin Yumo, who was still half-asleep, caught her breath when she saw her, and her eyes instantly reddened. After sniffling, she asked in a tearful voice, "Why did you take so long to come?"

"Ok?"

Wen Sheng asked in confusion, but the next second Qin Yumo hooked her arms around his neck and kissed him.

In those brief yet seemingly endless ten seconds, everyone else in the apartment stared wide-eyed and gaped, including Zhang Wei, who was covering his face, on the verge of tears. He really did want to cry.

"Ms. Qin just mentioned her fear of being deceived in the future. Here's something I'd like to say to her and to all listeners who may have also been hurt in love and have similar concerns—"

“My dear, your fears are like thorns that grow after a broken heart, protecting tender buds, but listen to me: true security is not about forever sheltering from the storm, but about becoming your own Noah’s Ark.”

"I wish you can find your true Mr. Right soon."

On the radio, Nuolan's gentle and melodious voice slowly rose.

(End of this chapter)