I Fall Every Time I Meet an Alpha [Transmigrated into a Book] - Chapter 38

Zhong Xiaoxiao was determined to go to the Meng residence. Despite knowing the Meng siblings disliked her, she still squeezed into their car.

Just this once! Zhong Xiaoxiao thought to herself. If she could just find her phone quickly, everything would be fine. Please, heavens, help me out!

Meng Yuqing overheard her thoughts about searching for a phone and was puzzled. Had she lost her phone? And in their house?

Meng Yuzhou’s expression darkened when he saw Zhong Xiaoxiao get into the car and sit right next to his sister. He didn’t kick her out, but he didn’t give her a friendly look either.

Seeing the strained relationship between the male and female leads, Meng Yuqing felt a headache coming on. The system hadn’t spoken to her for three days. She had already been punished, but with the system gone, she suddenly felt lost.

Should she still try to salvage this plot?

She probably had to otherwise, she wouldn’t be able to return.

Meng Yuqing knew the system was still angry, so she had to act on her own.

“Sister-in-law, are you in such a hurry to enter our household?” Meng Yuqing teased Zhong Xiaoxiao. “You got upset when we didn’t let you come. Are you clinging to my brother because you’re after our family’s wealth?”

As if she cared about their wealth! Zhong Xiaoxiao couldn’t help but roll her eyes. Though the Meng residence looked luxurious, sparkling everywhere, knowing it was all fictional made it meaningless.

Anyone could dream.

“If you want to come to our house, just tell my brother to marry you sooner,” Meng Yuqing said, glancing at her elder brother.

Meng Yuzhou’s heart skipped a beat under her gaze. A bad impression of someone was hard to erase in Meng Yuzhou’s eyes, Meng Yuqing had practically turned into a madwoman, one who might snap at any moment.

This madwoman was both mentally and physically unstable, someone he couldn’t afford to provoke but also couldn’t avoid.

Gritting his teeth, he said to her, “I’ve already told you, I broke up with her.”

“Why did you break up?” Meng Yuqing looked between them with feigned confusion. “Since we’re all here together, let’s clear things up. I know you two like each other.”

Zhong Xiaoxiao: I don’t like little brats.

Meng Yuzhou: So what if I like her? It’s pointless anyway.

“If it’s because of me, I apologize,” Meng Yuqing said sincerely. “I genuinely hope you two can be together. I want Xiaoxiao to be my sister-in-law.”

Her sincerity seemed utterly unbelievable to Meng Yuzhou, he didn’t trust her at all.

The moment Meng Yuqing pushed Zhong Xiaoxiao down the stairs, he should have cut ties decisively. If he had, she wouldn’t have later jumped off a building herself, nearly killing Zhong Xiaoxiao in the process…

Zhong Xiaoxiao, meanwhile, felt awkward. She was only there to find her phone, she hadn’t come to reconcile. Her plan was to return to the real world once she retrieved her phone, leaving this fictional world behind. Why did this suddenly feel like a matchmaking session?

Meng Yuqing was acting like a matchmaker, trying to bring them together. Zhong Xiaoxiao found it both awkward and ridiculous.

Neither Zhong Xiaoxiao nor Meng Yuzhou responded, no matter how much Meng Yuqing talked herself hoarse.

Ugh, what a mess.

With the system playing dead, Meng Yuqing had lost her divine assistance and was now just an ordinary person. She felt powerless about the situation.

Meng Yuqing: System, if you keep pretending to be dead, I’m giving up too.

System 666: …

The Meng residence had arrived.

Zhong Xiaoxiao got out of the car, her interest in the luxurious mansion already faded, her thoughts entirely focused on the Meng family’s servants.

The servants of the Meng household all wore matching uniforms. That day, she had seen a maid dressed in a black-and-white maid outfit, just a glimpse of her figure, her face unclear.

Suddenly, Zhong Xiaoxiao realized a rather serious problem. She asked Meng Yuqing, “How many maids are there in your household?”

“Maids?” Meng Yuqing thought for a moment before replying, “Forty or fifty, maybe? Some clean, some do laundry and cooking, some tend to the gardens… Why do you ask?”

“Do you have the authority to summon all of them here?” Zhong Xiaoxiao asked, though she already knew it was unlikely.

“Huh?” Meng Yuqing chuckled. “Summon all of them? What for?”

Without waiting for an answer, she continued, “I don’t have that kind of authority anymore. They all think I’m crazy now, they wouldn’t listen to me.”

“However,” Meng Yuqing added, casting a fleeting glance at Zhong Xiaoxiao, “the young mistress probably could.”

“…” Meng Yuqing’s words subtly tied her and Meng Yuzhou together, though Zhong Xiaoxiao wasn’t sure what she meant by it. She muttered to herself but didn’t dwell on it. She had no interest in deciphering Meng Yuqing’s thoughts.

Meng Yuzhou followed them into the house, and under the siblings’ gazes, Zhong Xiaoxiao couldn’t very well excuse herself to go searching for the maid she had never properly seen.

What should she do now? Zhong Xiaoxiao was at a loss.

Truthfully, she was only holding onto a sliver of hope, it might not even be her phone. But without confirming, the thought gnawed at her, invading even her dreams. She couldn’t rest easy.

Her eyes wandered over the bustling maids, all of similar builds. How could she even begin to ask? Who should she approach?

“Meng Yuqing,” Zhong Xiaoxiao turned her attention to her, “the other day when I came to your house, I lost my phone. Could you try calling it for me?” As for why Zhong Xiaoxiao didn’t call it herself every time she tried, the line was out of service.

“Oh, sure. What’s the number?” Meng Yuqing pulled out her sleek, flashy phone and looked at Zhong Xiaoxiao expectantly.

Zhong Xiaoxiao recited the number.

Meng Yuqing dialed it on speakerphone. After a few rings, a mechanical female voice announced: Sorry, the number you have dialed is out of service…

The expected result didn’t surprise Zhong Xiaoxiao.

The number was out of service not nonexistent. Did that mean the number still existed?

At this thought, Zhong Xiaoxiao’s heart surged with excitement. Maybe it really was her phone!

“Your number is a bit strange,” Meng Yuqing suddenly remarked.

“Huh? How so?” Zhong Xiaoxiao turned to her.

“All the numbers I’ve seen start with 977. Why does yours start with 187? Is it a foreign number?”

“Ah? Oh, right, a foreign number,” Zhong Xiaoxiao quickly explained, thinking it wasn’t entirely wrong, it wasn’t from here, so technically, it was foreign.

“Foreign numbers should include an international prefix and country code. Which country is it from?” Meng Yuqing pressed.

“Oh?” My goodness! No need to be so serious! Zhong Xiaoxiao broke out in a cold sweat. Which country should she say was good?

“The People’s Republic of China?” Zhong Xiaoxiao tentatively suggested.

Meng Yuqing looked at her as if she were an idiot. “This is the People’s Republic of China.”

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