Li Manjun's restaurant opened on a Saturday, and there were quite a lot of customers in the restaurant. Qi Hang finished lunch there, and seeing that Li Manjun was busy, he did not disturb her and went straight home.
As soon as the car arrived downstairs, he saw a middle-aged woman sitting on the ground not far away. Qi Hang did not know if the person was really injured or was trying to scam him. When he saw that his car recorder was on, Qi Hang was relieved.
He carefully drove the car to the side of the person and opened the window. Qi Hang saw that the person sitting on the ground was actually Yang Tao's mother, Xue Sumei.
Qi Hang quickly got out of the car and helped Xue Sumei up." Auntie, what's wrong with you?" Did she get hit by someone or…did she need to go to the hospital?”
"Where's your daughter?"
Xue Sumei saw that Qi Hang was so enthusiastic. Although she did not show it on the surface, she was very satisfied with Qi Hang.
Hearing Qi Hang's question, Xue Sumei held her waist and said,""I'm fine. I just sprained my waist.”
"I'm here to help my daughter move. My daughter is upstairs. I was about to look for her when I accidentally stepped on a small bead on the ground and slipped.”
"Oh, since you're fine, I'll leave first.”Qi Hang let go of Xue Sumei's hand and prepared to park the car in the garage.
"Aiyoyo ~ Aiyoyo ~"
Seeing that Qi Hang was about to leave, Xue Sumei immediately held her waist and cried out in a heart-wrenching manner.
"Young man, do me a favor and send me up ~"
Xue Sumei looked at Qi Hang pitifully. Qi Hang thought that it wouldn't take long before he helped Xue Sumei to the 16th floor.
Qi Hang saw that the door of unit 1606 was tightly shut and went up to knock on it. The person who opened the door happened to be the star fruit.
"Mr. Qi, Mom, why are you here together?”
"When your mother came to look for you, she accidentally fell. I happened to see her, so I helped her up.”Qi Hang explained.
When Peach Yang heard this, she immediately panicked and rushed to Xue Sumei's side to support her.
"Mom, are you okay? You must tell me where it hurts."
"I'm fine. It's just that my waist hurts a little. I'll be fine after a while.”
Xue Sumei saw the concerned look on Peach Yang's face and was a little embarrassed to suggest such an idea.
She had seen someone acting like this on TV last night and had a sudden inspiration to try it out for herself.
In any case, there was nothing to lose if he failed. He did not expect to be so lucky. He had only sat on the ground for a few minutes before he met Qi Hang.
This meant that Qi Hang and her daughter were fated. Thinking of this, Xue Sumei felt less guilty.
"I'll be more at ease if we go to the hospital for a check-up.”
"I'm really fine. Don't just look at me. Qi Hang sent me back. You haven't thanked him yet.”Xue Sumei changed the topic to Qi Hang.
Only after Xue Sumei reminded her did Peach Yang notice Qi Hang. Thinking of how Qi Hang had helped her mother, Peach Yang looked at Qi Hang with a hint of warmth in her eyes.
"Thank you so much. I'll treat you to a meal another day.”
"You're welcome. This is a small matter.”
"I'll stop talking. My car is still at the door. I'm going to park it.”
Qi Hang waved his hand and rejected the invitation.
Xue Sumei still wanted to say something, but when she saw Qi Hang leave with a firm attitude, she did not say anything in the end. Anyway, the monk could run away, but the temple could not run away.
She knew that Qi Hang lived on the twenty-eighth floor, so she would use this as an excuse to get him to get in touch with Peach later. If one invitation didn't work twice, it wouldn't work thrice.
She didn't believe that Qi Hang wouldn't be tempted by a beautiful girl like Peach, who was so proactive and sincere.
Xue Sumei looked at Qi Hang's back as he left and prepared to make a plan. Peach Yang did not know what her mother was planning to do to her. She was still worried that her mother was not injured. Was she trying to be brave?
"Mom, come, let me help you in.”
"Alright."
Xue Sumei was really a person who would do whatever she wanted. She didn't catch Qi Hang that day, but the next day, she went to the 28th floor to look for him.
"Auntie Xue, why are you looking for me?”
"You helped me yesterday. I'm here to thank you.”
"I really don't need to thank you. It's really nothing. Don't take it to heart.”When Qi Hang heard Xue Sumei's unrelenting words, his eyebrows almost furrowed.
"I won't force you if you don't want to go to dinner with my daughter.”
"I'm here to give you this."
Xue Sumei took out a play ticket from her bag and handed it to Qi Hang.
"This is a ticket for a play. The performance is 'Secret Love for the Peach Blossom Spring'. This play is very famous and very interesting.”
Xue Sumei was afraid that Qi Hang would not be interested, so she introduced the content of the play to him.
"'Secret Love for the Peach Blossom Land' tells a strange story.”
"'Secret Love' and 'Peach Blossom Land' are two unrelated production teams. One is a tragedy, and the other is a comedy. Both production teams have signed a contract with the theater for the rehearsal that night.”
" The performance is about to begin, and both parties have to rehearse in the theater at the same time. The two production teams mix and match to create a spectacle of the stage where both the past and the present face each other, with mixed emotions.”
"When I was young, I also went on stage to perform in this drama. Now, many popular stars have re-performed it. This drama is very popular.”
"I only got these tickets because I had a backdoor in the production team. You have to go and see it.”Xue Sumei looked at Qi Hang expectantly.
"Alright, I'll definitely go when I have time."
Qi Hang was really afraid of Xue Sumei. If he didn't pick it up, Xue Sumei would probably come looking for him again.
"I've accepted the ticket as a token of your gratitude.”
"Alright, alright. I'll be at ease now.”
Xue Sumei subconsciously ignored the words " I have time ". When she heard Qi Hang say that he would definitely go, Xue Sumei nodded with a smile.
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