Fujia Yichan Chapter 2

After reading the suicide note, Wen Xiaohui couldn’t recover for half the day. He took a deep breath, lay down heavily on the bed, looked at the snow-white ceiling, Luo Yaya’s face appeared in his mind, and memories rushed to his heart.

Luo Yaya was the adopted daughter of their family, not the kind adopted since childhood. Yaya was already twelve to thirteen years old by the time she was adopted by his father. Yaya’s father and his father were life and death comrades-in-arms, in order to protect his father, her father fell into an eternity of sleep in the borders of that snowy mountain. Because Yaya’s mother wasn’t willing to remarry with already such a big daughter, his dad took Yaya back home with no hesitation.

At that time, his father and mother hadn’t been married for long, with his mother only about ten years older than Yaya. Naturally, she didn’t want to be the stepmother of such a big girl, but she couldn’t very well expel the daughter of ‘her husband’s savior’ out the door. At that time, his mother was a cashier in a textile factory. When his father changed jobs, he was assigned to work as a security guard in the textile factory. Their family background was extremely unremarkable. One more person to eat and go to school was a big burden for their family. Besides, Yaya was very beautiful, by no means an ordinary level of beauty, but a stunning and unforgettable look after just a glance. Putting such an outsider into their home, his mother always had a bit of estrangement. His mother had a naturally strong and shrewish personality, with quite a narrow mindset, after a few rounds of enduring, the last straw came out when she became pregnant with him.

During her pregnancy, his mother had a lot of emotional ups and downs. She often quarreled with his dad about Yaya. His dad was silent most of the time. If he was pushed into anger, he said that he could not be unaccountable to his comrade-in-arms.

Yaya was very sensible, or as according to his mother: she was very scheming. After he was born, she took the initiative to take care of him. Thus, when he was young, he was basically completely brought up by Yaya. Once upon a time in his young heart, his sister was closer than his parents. He still remembered writing topic essays when he was a child that the dearest person in the world to him was his sister.

Later, after Yaya graduated from high school, she went out to work. Sun Ying was the female boss of the beauty salon she worked at during this time. She was the mistress to a rich man. They all felt that Sun Ying was the reason Yaya turned bad. In his memory, Yaya once disappeared for a while, because he was too young at the time to remember the details. According to his mother’s explanation, Yaya was with that powerful, rich and married man at that time. Her husband gave birth to a child. She was only eighteen to nineteen years old at the time, about his age now.

Yaya’s behavior made his dad vomit blood out of anger. This is not a figure of speech, he really vomited blood. His dad’s body was injured on the battlefield, strained and it deteriorated with age. It was also from that time that Yaya rarely came back, her relationship with their family getting more and more distant.

But he never told his parents, or maybe his parents already knew and never said anything, that he stayed in contact with Yaya. He didn’t know right and wrong like adults, and only knew that this older sister was his older sister who had from the very beginning always treated him right. From time to time, she would go to school to find him, buy this and buy that for him, take him out to eat and play. For him, except for his sister no longer coming home, there was basically no change.

In a few years, he grew older, and gradually understood more. At the same time, influenced by his parents, he began to have opinions about Yaya. The real break between him and Yaya came because of his father’s death.

It was four years ago. His dad was in bed critically ill and wanted to see Yaya. He didn’t know where Yaya lived. He made countless calls, crying for Yaya to come back, but she still in the end didn’t return. His mother repeatedly complained that is was because of Yaya’s insolence that made his dad sick in anger. Before he didn’t dare to agree blindly with these statements, but after this incident, he could no longer regard her as a sister. He hated her for being selfish, fickle, and cruel, pretending there had never been such a person in their family.

With human life being so long, he thought they would see each other again one day, but he never expected that when he received news of Yaya again, it would be that they were now forever apart. In the face of death, all the grievances of the past became blurry and indistinguishable. On the contrary, everything good she had ever done for him became extremely vivid and clear.

At the bottom of the suicide note, there was a lawyer’s phone number. Wen Xiaohui read it many times and had nearly memorized it. Should he make this call? Does he really want to help Yaya raise that child? 15 years old… not much younger than himself, how can he raise a child that is so big? He can’t even feed himself.

Should he tell his mother about this? His mother has always disliked Yaya, but he knew his mother. Although his mother was mean at the lips, she was actually not bad at heart, when she learns of Yaya’s death, his mother will definitely get angry and will never accept Yaya’s child. Maybe his mother would change her mind for that house and three million?

Wen Xiaohui’s contemplated until his head was about to explode but still could not come to a decision. He was heartbroken. Before he regretted it, he took out his mobile phone and dialed the lawyer’s number. In any case, Yaya left this to him. No matter what, and he couldn’t ignore the child.

The call was quickly connected: “Hello, Cao Hai.”

“Uh, lawyer Cao, hello.”

“Hello, who may I ask?”

“I’m… Wen Xiaohui.”

“Mr. Wen? I’ve been waiting for your call.”

“Oh.” Wen Xiaohui usually has sharp teeth and can curse people for five minutes without repetition, but at this time he is so nervous that he doesn’t know what to say.

Cao Hai slowed down his voice: “Mr. Wen, if you are not busy, how about an appointment tomorrow afternoon? There are many things we need to talk to, and of course Luo Yi will come.”

“Okay.”

“Then it’s decided. I will send you the time and specific address later.”

“Have her funeral arrangements finished?” Wen Xiaohui blurted out.

There was a moment of silence on the other end of the phone: “Well, let’s meet and talk.”

“……Ok.”

He got up and took a shower, put ice cubes on his eyes for a long time, looking at the still red, swollen and depressed eyes in the mirror, he really didn’t want to go out, but he still had to go to work.

After graduating from high school, he could neither enter a good university and really didn’t want to go to school at all, because since he was a child he’d been interested in makeup and styling. After working and working, he managed to make a little name for himself with a beauty Weibo of over 60,000 followers. Because of this, he usually has chances to make extra money, and he is favored intern of the industry leader Juxing Styling Studio.

Although the salary for a month’s internship is only 1500, it was a place where many people can’t get in even with money. As long as you spend a year or a half as Juxing’s intern, you can find a good job anywhere in the future. The skills you learned there, the contacts you were introduced to were all one-of-a-kind chances; getting into the fashion or entertainment circle would be as easy as flipping one’s hand in the future.

He hurried to the studio, and as soon as he entered the door, a male with a high-pitched voice shouted: “Hey, you’re fifteen minutes late.”

Wen Xiaohui whispered: “Traffic jam.”

“People who drive can say that they were in a traffic jam. You who take the subway can get jammed with what. Did you hit an earthworm?” A man with cream-colored hair came over. He was not tall, wore tight leather pants, had a small body as thin as wicker that even his cheeks slightly sunken. His facial features were good, but ultimately no matter how heavy the makeup was, it could not cover a bad complexion.

This person who had secretly been titled by Wen Xiaohui as the number one slut in the studio was named Luca. He was an intern just like him, but he qualified half a year earlier than him, and has been targeting him since his first day at work. If it was any other day, Wen Xiaohui would not have just sat back and taken his ridicule, but right now he was really in no mood to react to this kind provocation. He put down his bag and walked inside.

“Hey?” Luca walked over and raised his chin. “What’s the matter, your eyes are as red as rabbits, were you dumped? Or did you lose your virginity in an overly aggressive way?”

“I’ve been drinking.” Wen Xiaohui slapped away his hand. “Stop fucking bothering me.”

“Hey.” Luca glared at him, “Sydney is here, waiting for you.”

Wen Xiaohui took a few deep breaths, forced himself to cheer up, put on a smile and walked over, yelling sweetly: “Sister [1] Sydney.”

A woman playing with a mobile phone raised her head from the sofa. She looked only twenty-seven/twenty-eightish. She was beautiful and moving gracefully. From hairstyle to makeup to clothing accessories, everything was exquisite and luxurious. Her entire seemed as if alight in sparkle.

Sydney twitched her lips: “Adi, what took so long.”

“My friend had a birthday last night, I drank too much.” Wen Xiaohui sat down with a grin, before shouting with an exaggerated volume that could be heard throughout the entire store, “Wow, the limited Spring edition of Cartier just got released!” He grabbed the Sydney’s thin white wrist, his fingers gently caressing the exquisite diamond bracelet there. Out of the corner of his eye, he spotted several customers in the shop who were getting their hair done in the shop turn to look at them, and he knew that his objective for today was accomplished.

After feeling those jealous or envious eyes, Sydney smiled happily: “It’s super beautiful. I went shopping in the store that day and I saw it at a glance. This is the only one in China.”

“There is only one in China! It’s super beautiful, especially when it is worn on the wrist of an extreme beauty such as Sydney. It is 10,000 times more beautiful than it would be in the showcase.”

Sydney squeezed his cheek: “Little wretch’s mouth is so sweet.” She opened her bag and took out a gift box from it, “Hey, I brought a gift from Japan for you, don’t say this [older sister] doesn’t dote on you.”

Wen Xiaohui opened the gift box, inside was a Prada wallet lying in it. He was both shocked and happy, thanking Sydney for a long time until she was couldn’t stop smiling.

Sydney looked at her watch: “Then I’m leaving now.”

Wen Xiaohui’s big eyes shone brightly: “Sister Xueli, did you come here just to give me a present? What should I do, I’m so touched.”

“I was on my way to Taiwan, it was on the way, I had the spare time. By the way, I have an event next Saturday. Save that day open for me.”

“No problem, Sister Sydney’s matters are the most important to me.” He walked Sydney to the door.

Before Sydney went out, she suddenly remembered something: “Adrian, you shouldn’t always drink and stay up so late. Your complexion today looks really bad, your face is pale like death…Ah, or could it be that you’ve discovered some new really good [whitening] foundation? It looks so natural.”

Wen Xiaohui smiled and said, “No, I didn’t wear makeup today.”

Sydney snorted: “It’s good to be young, skin so tender that it’s on the verge of leaking water.”

“It’s Sister Sydney’s skin that is so tender it’s about to leak water, and she actually speaks about others.”

Sydney giggled: “Alright, I’m leaving now, no need to escort me.”

“Sister Xueli.” Wen Xiaohui stopped her.

“Hmm?”

Wen Xiaohui smiled and said sincerely: “I was actually really unlucky today. Seeing you has been the only good thing, thank you.”

Sydney smile, winked, waved and exited.

After sending the person away, Wen Xiaohui leaned against the door and deeply inhaled/exhaled. He didn’t know if it was because of the hangover or crying for too long. He felt a massive headache now like it was about to split, on the verge of passing out at any moment.

Walking back to the store, Luca was working on a woman’s hair as he deliberately used a loud voice to say, “Oh right, that’s Sydney, the host of the entertainment show on the second channel. She definitely is the mistress to someone rich. That bracelet would take up her entire yearly salary.”

Wen Xiaohui’s heart burst into flames, and he sneered: “Luca, you are too shameless to be a stylist, why don’t you become a special agent? Mrs. Zhang, you have to be careful when you talk to Luca, Luca only has the gossiping talent of a special agent. But he doesn’t have the special agent’s ability to keep secrets.”

Luca raised his voice: “Wen Xiaohui what do you mean?!”

“Being so imposing, what have you been meaning?!” Wen Xiaohui’s forehead was rushed with a furious fire. “That mouth of yours only knows how to make judgements all day, are my clients deserving of your irresponsible remarks?”

“You cheap…”

“What is with this fighting!” There was a loud shout from the office, and a man with a blindfold hanging from his head rushed out, “There are customers here, what are you two doing? Do none of you want to continue working here?!”

The yelling came from a man in his early thirties. His extra-wide European-style double eyelids were a bit unmatched to his pure Asian shaped face, but he was still pretty good looking.

Wen Xiaohui immediately said softly, “I’m sorry, I was wrong.” This man is one of the partners of Juxing Studio, a well-known stylist and makeup artist in the circle, possessing a lot of A list celebrity resources, although rumored to have a messy private life, Wen Xiaohui deeply admired him very much. For nothing else other than his strength and talent.

Luca’s arrogance went down immediately: “I’m sorry.”

Rolling his eyes at them, he walked over with a smile: “Sister Zhang, I’m sorry, new employees are not sensible. How about today’s service be counted on my tab? “

Mrs. Zhang nodded composedly.

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