How come I was the one being targeted?

The shy scream of the girl completely woke up the morning sleepiness, causing the father sitting in the living room to calmly push up his glasses and then calmly continue to eat and watch TV.

"Five million, leave my daughter, or you know the consequences."

"I refuse! The love between us cannot be measured by money. You are only insulting me and your daughter by doing this!"

The old TV was playing a TV series that was almost as old as it. The overbearing president in the TV series coldly slammed a credit card on the desk, while the handsome man was filled with grief and anger, as if he had been greatly insulted. He threw away the credit card and loudly proved his determination to the president.

After Qingque finished washing up, her father, who was sitting at the dining table, had already drunk half a bowl of rice porridge and was watching the TV series with relish, which he had already watched countless times.

Her mother pushed the steaming hot rice porridge in front of her and urged her, "Don't just stand there in a daze. Come and eat. You're so dazed all day long. I'm really worried about your future."

When she said this, deep worry flashed in her emerald green eyes. Her long brown hair was tied into a single ponytail and fell on one shoulder. She let out a bitter sigh.

"What are you worried about? I've already had a stable job at the Taibusi. What else do I have to worry about now?" Qingque took a sip of rice porridge and blinked in confusion.

"Of course I'm worried about your marriage! Mom, I really doubt you can catch Xiaojun's child with your confused look!"

"Ahem! What nonsense are you talking about, Mom? Fishing, fishing for Qingyan, etc. Is this the kind of thing you should say as a mother?!"

Qingque, who was almost choked to death by the wailing, widened his emerald green eyes in shock, put the bowl heavily on the table, and stammered loudly in rebuttal, but his mother just showed a complicated look of disappointment.

"Can you not tell me? Xiaojun is the most famous handsome young man in Luofu. The girls who want to pursue him can be lined up from Jinren Lane to Huixing Harbor. If you are not careful, he will be kidnapped by some bad woman!"

She ignored her daughter's blushing face and continued, "And I heard that the famous ferryman from the Tianbo Division seems to be interested in Xiaojun! Que'er, you must cherish this opportunity. Xiaojun is so beautiful, who knows how handsome the next generation of children will be. Your father and I have been wanting to hold a big fat grandson!"

His father, who had been watching TV silently, nodded, and his usually gentle expression now looked a little serious.

"If it's Xiaojun, you should bring him home for dinner early. I just happen to have an unopened bottle of good wine here, and I'm going to have a drink with my future son-in-law."

"Ahhh! You guys are so annoying. I know, I know. Don't bother with me!!!"

Hearing his gentle and steady father say this, Qingque shyly buried her face in her arms and confided her inner thoughts: "But I don't know what he thinks of me. What if he doesn't like me..."

"There's nothing to be shy about. Don't avoid this feeling. You need to know that there's no hierarchy in love. If you like someone, just pursue them openly. Remember, your mother went through so much trouble to win me over, right?"

Even the father, who was steady enough, showed a little shamelessness in this regard.

"What nonsense are you talking about in front of our daughter? It was you who was the one clinging to me back then, wasn't it? I was the cutest girl in Chang Letian back then. All the people who wanted to pursue me would line up in front of our house and circle around it."

"Back then, I was nicknamed Jade-faced Little White Dragon. There were so many girls who liked me, but you were the one I chose. I used to think I was blinded, but now it seems that it's my blessing or the luck accumulated over several lifetimes."

"Oh, I like your husband too~"

The two old guys unscrupulously showed their love in front of their daughter, vividly explaining what it means that parents are the true love and their daughter is just an accident.

In such an atmosphere, Qingque naturally couldn't eat anymore, so he just drank a bowl of rice porridge and left home.

Walking on the street, Qingque began to hesitate and wonder when to go find Bai Jun today.

In the evening? What if I happen to miss him getting off work? But the lunch break is too short to have a good chat with him... How about going to see him now? But wouldn't that make me look too shameless!!!

Ahhh, what an idiot I am, I never thought of this before!!!

As if to drive the chaotic emotions out of her brain, Qingque slapped her cheeks hard. The crisp sound attracted passers-by to look at the blushing Qingque in surprise, wondering what was wrong with this pretty girl.

The morning sunlight was sparse and sparse, and the visibility in the narrow alleys was good. The ground was still a little wet, and hot steam was rising from the steamer. The steam carried the aroma of eggs and flour, and penetrated into the nostrils of Qingque, who had not eaten enough for breakfast, and aroused his appetite.

Instead of worrying here, why not go buy some rice rolls for breakfast?

With this thought in mind, Qingque stopped in front of the alley, but when she looked at the door of the rice noodle shop, her expression froze instantly.

The blue sky, which was formed into a long strip by the narrow alley, overlooked the bustling alley. A chandelier was hanging in front of the store, swaying. Steam was rising under the lamp. The stall owner was busy at the pot, his face hidden behind the steam.

Most of the people waiting for their meals were not in a hurry. They sat in their respective seats and chatted about trivial family matters, or watched the morning news on their phones.

Every time this happened, Bai Jun would inexplicably relax, and a strange sense of security would surround him, as if he had returned to his carefree school days.

There is no job, not so many responsibilities, and not so many things to think about. All that lies before me are just a few small things. There are no big regrets, only a faint sense of happiness.

The older girl next to him held her cheek and secretly peeked at Bai Jun's profile. The morning breeze took advantage of her distraction to blow her long hair and gently sway the hem of her skirt. Then her white and slender legs closed together.

It must not be an illusion. I always feel that Bai Jun has changed a lot.

If it felt like Bai Jun always tried to avoid her before, now it was as if he had let go of some worries and became more relaxed and natural... By the way, has his hair grown longer recently? Has his eyes become gentler?

Every time she was with him, Su Shang's eyes would involuntarily move to his face. If there was a mirror, she would be able to clearly see her own infatuated look.

"Su Shang, do you want to drink something?"

Bai Jun poured himself a cup of tea. The tea leaves floated and sank in the boiling water, tumbling slightly.

"Eh? O-okay..."

It took Su Shang a while to react, and she quickly turned her slightly red face away, pretending that she had not peeked at Bai Jun just now.

"Are you tired? Why do you feel weird?"

Bai Jun handed Su Shang a cup of hot tea, looked at her with some confusion, and suddenly took out a tissue and sprinkled some tea on it.

"Almost, almost. I feel fine, just a little tired...Ah! What are you doing?"

"There's dust on your face. It might have gotten there while you were exercising just now. Girls should still pay attention to their appearance. Don't move around. It will be fine soon."

Su Shang's flustered voice suddenly became a little shy. Bai Jun came over and put a tissue soaked in tea on her cheek.

The action was simple and the thoughts were pure. Perhaps in Bai Jun's eyes this was just the most normal behavior, but Su Shang's heart seemed to be about to jump out. She closed her eyes, her eyelashes trembled, and her body felt a little weak.

"Thank you, thank you... Um, it hurts a little, Bai Jun, can you be gentler?"

Su Shang closed her eyes, her cheeks burning, and she suddenly felt that the gentle movements just now had become stiff and rough. She suppressed her shyness and opened her eyes, but what she saw was not Bai Jun's gentle and handsome face, but a cold and pretty face that approached silently.

"You're a newcomer to the Cloud Riders, right? As a soldier defending our country, how can you be so weak? You need help wiping your face. If that's the case, I suggest you go home early and find another way to make a living."

Qingque threw the tissue on the table in annoyance and made a rare sarcastic remark.

"Qingque, why are you here too?"

Only then did Bai Jun have the opportunity to ask.

Qingque did not respond, but stared at Bai Jun with some resentment. Her emerald green eyes seemed to be filled with mist of grievance. Then, regardless of his objection, she sat down next to him on the same bench. The distance between the two of them was instantly shortened to the point where they could touch each other by lowering their heads.

"Boss, a serving of egg rice rolls. If you have any dietary restrictions, you can eat it here."

Qingque's tone became slightly heavier when he spoke the last few words, as if he was deliberately speaking to Suchang.

"Okay, here's the normal portion of egg rice rolls. Please wait a moment!" The boss's call soon came from the stove.

"Aren't you the girl playing cards in the card room? Why are you so close to Bai Jun? Could it be that... Bai Jun owes you money?!"

In just a few seconds, Su Shang had already identified Qing Que as someone who had come to collect a debt. In order not to trouble Bai Jun, she decisively took out her wallet, slammed it on the table, and urged Qing Que to leave Bai Jun quickly:

"Take this money first. If it's not enough, I'll go back and collect it. But you have to leave Bai Jun first!"

"How dare you insult me ​​with money? Who do you think you are? How dare you use a mere sum of money to measure the relationship between Bai Jun and me? How rude of you!"

The scene on TV this morning appeared in front of his eyes again. Qingque subconsciously thought of the plot where the domineering president tried to use money to separate the hero and heroine. He suddenly became furious and stood up in rage.

"Stay away from Bai Jun. Don't you notice he's very reluctant?"

Su Shang also stood up, refusing to show weakness, and looked into the pale green eyes that were burning with anger.

It is human nature to eat melons, and watching the fun is an old tradition since ancient times, not to mention that the two quarreling parties are two such beautiful girls. Soon, a large group of people gathered nearby to join in the fun and were discussing it.

"Ohhhh, is that the legendary Shura Field?"

"This is incredible! I've only seen it on TV before, but I didn't expect it to be even more exciting in real life!"

"What a handsome boy! My heart cries when I think about him falling into the clutches of these two women."

"I think this might be part of a play between those three people?"

"Youth is so good~"

Hearing the gossip and teasing around him, even Bai Jun's skin could not bear it. He couldn't help but cover his face and sighed deeply: "You two, please pay attention to your surroundings!!!"

Volume 120: Chapter : The Man Who Will Be Imprisoned in the Basement Sooner or Later

The little incident in front of the rice noodle shop soon died down, the noisy crowd dispersed, and the narrow alley became quiet again.

No matter how grand a festival is, it will eventually end, not to mention that it is just an addition to people's ordinary lives and will not cause any waves.

However, Bai Jun now felt that the streets were very cool.

This is really a strange phenomenon. The streets are bustling with people, creating a peaceful and warm scene. The weather is also good, with a sapphire sky and no clouds. The morning light gradually turns into a grand and warm light, from which you can smell the breath of summer.

But Bo Jun could still feel the chill coming down from the top of his head, as if something was constantly fiddling with his nerves.

Bai Jun, the culprit behind all this, probably has an idea of ​​what's going on.

"Bai Jun, would you like to try my beef rice noodle rolls?"

"Qingyan, please eat my rice noodle roll! I added some extra soy sauce, the taste will definitely suit your taste. Please open your mouth, ah——"

The steaming rice noodle rolls were gently brought to Bai Jun's lips, and the mouth-watering aroma aroused his taste buds.

The two pretty girls beside him were chattering non-stop, each picking up a piece of rice roll and handing it to his mouth. Their competition had changed from expelling each other to who could get Bai Jun to eat their rice roll first, and they were both very excited.

The scene in front of me seems familiar. If I remember correctly, a very similar feeding scene seemed to have happened last night.

Having complained in his mind more than once, Bai Jun now extremely doubts whether he has the potential to become an outstanding gigolo?

Being surrounded by two such beautiful girls, anyone else would definitely wake up laughing in their dreams... It would be naive to think so!

Faced with a deadly choice between being attacked from both sides, no matter which side Bai Jun chooses first, the other side will definitely be dissatisfied. Not to mention the small emotions that will arise, it will be really troublesome if it gradually evolves into the previous battle again.

"I refuse. I haven't even touched the rice noodle rolls in my bowl yet. This is enough for me to eat alone, so you two should eat it yourselves..."

""no!!!""

As expected, Bai Jun's tentative struggle failed.

Since this is the case, there is nothing we can do. At this point, there is no other choice.

Bai Jun made up his mind, gently grabbed the two girls' hands holding chopsticks, opened his mouth, and put the rice rolls held by the two pairs of chopsticks into his mouth at the same time.

"Ugh?!"

Qingque and Sushang let out shy cries, as if a subtle electric current was coming from the place where their palms touched. Then they quickly pulled their hands back from Bai Jun's hands, their faces flushed, and they lowered their heads, covering their chests.

"Wow, there's actually such a solution in the world. This really broadens my horizons."

"Wow, what a sophisticated handling method! I'm truly impressed."

"This is incredible! This man is way too knowledgeable! It seems like these two little girls are just being toyed with in his hands."

"That's wrong. Why do I always feel that man is destined to be locked up in the basement?"

"Indeed, I also want to lock that handsome guy in the basement~"

The idle people around who were watching the fun exclaimed in disbelief, but no one paid any attention to their gossip.

In short, Bai Jun cleverly resolved the dangerous multiple-choice question.

"Bai Jun, there's soy sauce on your hands."

Before Bai Jun could breathe a sigh of relief, Su Shang suddenly grabbed his left hand, took out a tissue and gently wiped his palm.

Bai Jun turned his head to look at Su Shang, not paying much attention to her actions. After thanking her, he let her play with him... Then his other hand was also snatched away.

I wonder why you say that?

Bai Jun looked to the right again with some confusion. Qingque was holding his right hand with the palm facing up, as if she was specifically looking at his palm.

Seeing her serious and delicate eyes, and thinking of her identity as a fortune teller, Bai Jun wondered if she had noticed something, so he didn't move to disturb her.

"Did you see anything?" Bai Jun asked in a low voice.

Qingque hummed softly, signaling him to be patient and wait.

Qingque's eyelashes fluttered. In fact, she had been curious about Bai Jun's fortune for a long time, but due to various circumstances, she had not found a suitable opportunity. Now, taking advantage of Su Shang grabbing his other hand, she looked carefully at Bai Jun's palm.

His fingers were clean and slender, his nails were neatly trimmed, and there were some calluses on his fingertips, like the marks left by long sword training...

What a beautiful hand, and the palm is so much bigger than mine. Holding it makes people want to throw themselves into his arms.

Although Qingque didn't have any special hobbies on weekdays, she had to admit now... Wait? The thing she should be paying attention to now shouldn't be such a strange thing!

Qingque shook his hot head vigorously, threw out the strange thoughts in his mind, and then he seriously started to predict Bai Jun's fortune.

As a result, Qingque became more and more frightened and unbelievable the more he looked at it.

.....Almost 90% of the fortune is unclear, the only thing that can be understood seems to be Bai Jun's frighteningly high luck in love.

His luck in love is understandable, after all, the target is Bai Jun, a man who is completely unaware of his own charm. However, there are also many disasters in his love life, which makes people curious about what this man has experienced in the past.

This is probably the legendary appearance of a woman in trouble, right?