Chapter 28: Baby

Translator: EndlessFantasy Translation Editor: EndlessFantasy Translation

“Little sister!Why did you call me all of a sudden? Do you miss me?”

Wen Xingzhi’s voice sounded casual and playful. He was an artist, and he was good at being unruly and free.

When Wen Qing heard her brother’s voice over the phone, she did miss him. Her voice also became soft and coy. “Yes, I missed you.”

He fell silent.

Wen Qing was just about to ask what was wrong when Wen Xingzhi said, “I was wondering if I should fly home immediately and walk up to you. You’d jump into my arms, and I’d tell you that I miss you very much as well, baby.”

They took turns calling each other using nicknames.

Wen Qing was successfully nauseated.

“If you come back, Dad will beat you to death.” She had to remind Wen Xingzhi that he had quarreled with their father so many times because he had left home to become an artist. Now, Wen Xingzhi was practically disowned and homeless.

Wen Qing could hear Wen Xingzhi laughing on the other end of the phone. When he laughed, he sounded even more unruly.

“Baby.”

“Be serious,” Wen Qing said.

“Little sister, I’ll be heading home today. We’ll see if Dad will really beat his own son to death,” he said lazily in his Beijing accent.

“Are you serious?” Wen Qing suddenly became serious.

“Of course… not. I’m just teasing you,” Wen Xingzhi replied lazily.

The corner of Wen Qing’s mouth twitched.

Wen Qing did not know if Wen Xingzhi had already seen the news about the auction, but this was the main purpose of her call. She asked, “Did you see the news about the auction?”

“I saw it. Why? Do you want me to bring you there?” Wen Xingzhi’s tone was indulgent.

“Master Ru Xin’s paintings will be auctioned,” Wen Qing said. “He might show up in person. Are you going?”

Wen Xingzhi hesitated for a few seconds before he answered, “I should…”

It was such a great event. Shouldn’t he go?

Wen Qing found his reaction strange.

“Little sister.”

Wen Xingzhi called out to her.

Wen Qing responded. Then, Wen Xingzhi asked her, “Do you have money?”

Wen Qing suddenly fell silent.

Wen Xingzhi’s voice sounded pitiful. “I’ve been sculpting, and I can’t even afford to eat. Could you lend me some money? Not much. Maybe just two million?”

Wen Qing could no longer hold her tongue. She coughed softly. “Why don’t you have money to eat? Isn’t your art feeding you?”

“Little sister, can you bear to see your brother wander the streets?”

She was at a loss for words.

He was so good at playing this card. He never returned any money that he borrowed.

“I don’t have two million…”

“One million?”

“But one million…”

“One million it is then. Quickly transfer it to my account. Don’t worry. I’ll pay you back with interest. I’ll even get you a huge gift.”

Wen Xingzhi had always been obsessed with painting. When he found out that Master Ru Xin’s paintings would be auctioned in Fanhuan, and that Master Ru Xin himself would appear, he calmly said that he should go back to attend it. However, it turned out that he needed money. He wanted to go back, but he lacked the funds to do so.

“Are you surveilling my account?” Wen Qing asked, gritting her teeth. She only had so little money. She had reason to suspect that Wen Xingzhi had been spying on her savings somehow.

Wen Xingzhi laughed. “No. I just live in your bank account.”

Wen Qing said, “How unlucky.”

After hanging up, Wen Qing began to regret her promise. She also liked Master Ru Xin’s paintings, but she was not as crazy as Wen Xingzhi. She just admired them. After all, he was a famous Chinese art master. She had originally planned to attend the event with her brother.

Now, she felt like she had just hung up a scam call. She felt like he had conned her into giving her money away.