54: Chapter 54 How can you be as childish as an elementary school student?

What was wrong with Xia Ning?

Qin Xun thought for a while, then stopped worrying about her. He couldn't just keep sending WeChat messages like a shameless creep just because she didn't reply to a "Received".

"What's wrong?" "Are you not feeling well?" "Did something happen to you?" ... Wouldn't that just make him a simp?

Half an hour later. He suddenly felt a stomachache and needed to relieve himself. He walked out of his room to the bathroom, but saw the bathroom door was tightly shut. The light inside was on.

"Is someone there?" Qin Xun was startled, thinking to himself, "This elusive roommate has finally appeared."

He went back to his room, waited ten minutes, and feeling like a volcano was about to erupt, he walked out again. But he saw the bathroom door was still tightly shut.

He frowned, stepped closer, and listened carefully. There was no sound of running water from a shower. That meant they were a fellow traveler, taking a dump.

Qin Xun felt helpless. Urging someone to poop faster was very impolite. He couldn't bring himself to do it, so he had to go back to his room.

Five minutes later. He was already sweating from holding it in. As the saying goes, one can travel a thousand miles holding back urine, but can't move an inch holding back poop.

With sweat on his forehead, Qin Xun walked out of the room and saw the bathroom door was still tightly shut. He was getting anxious and loudly greeted, "Hello?!"

Inside the bathroom. Xia Ning was squatting on the toilet, holding a shampoo bottle, reading the ingredient list to pass the time. Maybe the stinky tofu she ate in the evening wasn't fresh; she had rushed into the bathroom earlier and even forgot to bring her phone. She had no choice but to read the ingredient labels of the shampoo and body wash to relieve her boredom.

She had been squatting for a long time. Just then, she suddenly heard Qin Xun's voice, which startled her, and she immediately blushed. Who greets a girl while she is relieving herself, waiting right outside the bathroom door? Was this considered polite or impolite?

Outside the door. Qin Xun's voice rang out again. "Brother, can you hurry up?" Xia Ning remained silently. Thinking about the scene of them meeting at the bathroom door, the situation would be so awkward she would want to crawl into a hole.

Outside the door. Qin Xun's voice sounded a bit urgent! "Brother, if you're constipated, let me go first, I'm fast!" "Give me three minutes!" Xia Ning's face turned even redder, and she didn't dare to speak.

Outside the door. Qin Xun's voice carried a hint of panic. "No, brother, did you faint in the bathroom? You're not saying anything." He paused for a moment. "I'm going to kick the door down to save you!"

Upon hearing this, Xia Ning was so scared that the shampoo bottle in her hand slipped, and she folded her hands over her legs to cover her snow-white skin. She pinched her throat and said in a low voice, "Someone... is in here!"

Outside the door. Qin Xun heard this obviously disguised low voice, frowned slightly, and looked suspicious. Was this a man pretending to be a woman, or a woman pretending to be a man?

Looking at the tightly closed bathroom door, Qin Xun clenched his fists. Was this pervert trying to settle things with me, both in skill and in life or death?

He snorted coldly, returned to his bedroom, grabbed his keys, and rushed out the door to find a public restroom on the street. He had made up his mind. Once he got his salary, he would beat up this old pervert and then move to a new place. Occupying the bathroom like that, what kind of manners were those?

... Finished relieving himself. Qin Xun returned home, glanced at his roommate's tightly closed door, and silently raised his middle finger. In Xia Ning's bedroom, watching the surveillance footage, she saw Qin Xun raise his middle finger. She hesitated for a moment, then gently returned the gesture at the computer screen.

... The next morning. Qin Xun woke up, ate breakfast, and delivered another food order, increasing his slacking-off value by 10 points. At this moment. [slacking-off value: 45010] It wasn't far from 50,000 points; the next lucky draw was just around the corner.

... At 11:30 in the morning. Following the location Cheng Wan gave him, Qin Xun arrived at a three-star hotel in Haicheng. It was in a banquet hall on the third floor called "as promised".

At the entrance, he met the newlyweds and Cheng Wan, who was accompanying them as family to welcome guests. Cheng Wan came up to greet him and introduced him to her eldest nephew and his bride. "This is our company's future Vice President, Mr. Qin."

The groom just grinned at Qin Xun, appearing a bit awkward, as if he wasn't used to this kind of scene. The bride was more nimble; she was stunned when she saw Qin Xun, feeling like she had seen him somewhere before. She greeted him warmly. "Mr. Qin, to become a Vice President at such a young age, you are truly young and promising, truly young and promising." "Your presence adds such luster to our humble event!" "Please, come in, please come in!"

Cheng Wan smiled and led Qin Xun into the banquet hall, arranging for him to sit at a table near the main table. It was right next to Xia Ning.

"Supervisor Qin, as you instructed, I have placed our company employees at different tables." "Ensuring that we can record video from every angle." Qin Xun nodded with satisfaction. Cheng Wan was always reliable. Cheng Wan smiled and left.

Qin Xun looked around and surveyed the banquet hall. The hall was neither too big nor too small, with over thirty tables set up. At the front was a stage, and the surroundings were filled with decorative plastic flowers. A long corridor extended from the stage. It was covered with a red carpet and lined with plastic flowers on both sides, used for the newlyweds to walk down the aisle.

At this moment. Most of the people in the banquet hall had arrived, and over three hundred people were chatting and fooling around, creating a noisy atmosphere. Suddenly. Qin Xun turned to look at Xia Ning, seeing that she had actually applied light makeup, which made her face look even more exquisite and beautiful. He smiled and said, "You even put on makeup; aren't you here to crash the party and steal the spotlight from the bride?"

Xia Ning glanced at him indifferently and turned her head away. Seeing her coldness, Qin Xun was a bit puzzled. "Did I annoy you again today?" Xia Ning turned her head. "Which day do you not annoy me?" Qin Xun snorted disdainfully. "I'm seeing you for the first time today, I haven't even started annoying you yet!"

Recalling the embarrassment of being blocked in the bathroom by Qin Xun last night, Xia Ning's face flushed slightly. She turned her head to look at the empty stage, too lazy to pay attention to him. "I'm not talking to you."

Hearing her childish, elementary-school-like words, and looking at her straight-backed, aloof appearance, Qin Xun couldn't help but feel curious. On her wedding night, would this kind of cold, mature woman scream, or not?

... Qin Xun didn't bother with Xia Ning anymore and looked around to kill time. Suddenly, he heard rustling chatter from the table behind him, sounding just like the atmosphere of a village gossip center. He glanced back. The table was full of women; he didn't know if they were the bride's classmates, friends, colleagues, or the groom's ex-girlfriend. They all had smiles on their faces, whispering, but unable to suppress their excitement.

Qin Xun could hear them clearly. "This setup isn't even that grand!" "It's not bad for a small place like Haicheng!" "It's just average!" "They didn't even use fresh flowers, just plastic ones that the hotel has used hundreds of times? Don't newlyweds usually want everything to be new?" "Frugality is a virtue." "Zhou Lili's husband is a bit chubby, and seems a bit slow-mouthed, doesn't like to talk." "I heard her husband is very honest."

"I heard from Zhou Lili that her husband hired an internet influencer from Haicheng with 400,000 followers to sing and boost the atmosphere!" "Uh... that must have cost a lot of money!" "Zhou Lili is just obsessed with appearances!" "Sister Juan, we're all colleagues, and we're already here. Whatever grievances you have at work, don't bring personal emotions to someone's wedding." "Tch... I gave 600 yuan in red envelopes! Can't I even talk?"

... Hearing this, Qin Xun felt it soiled his ears. Such is human nature. Envying those who have, mocking those who don't. Relatives, friends, colleagues—they hope you do well, but not better than them. Qin Xun smiled bitterly and muttered to himself, "Afraid of brothers living in poverty, yet afraid of them driving a Range Rover."

Xia Ning turned her head. "What did you say?" Qin Xun straightened his back, staring straight ahead, acting very aloof. "I'm not talking to you." Xia Ning: "..." "Childish!"

Qin Xun picked up a chopstick and placed it on the table between him and Xia Ning. "The 38th parallel, don't cross the border." Xia Ning: "..." She looked at the chopstick, knowing that some school desks were for two people. When deskmates didn't get along, they would carve a line in the middle with a knife. It was called the "38th parallel."

She looked at the chopstick, endured for a long time, but still couldn't help it, and looked up at Qin Xun. "Retard." After saying it, she was a bit surprised. She was getting more and more fluent in swearing. This habit wasn't good; she had to change it. But she saw Qin Xun smiling and asking, "Big one, or small one?"

Xia Ning was stunned, immediately understood, and her cheeks turned as red as the red wine in her glass. Big retard? Or small retard? She turned her head, stopped looking at Qin Xun, and felt very helpless. It seemed that the habit of swearing couldn't be changed; she actually had to refine the craft and continue to carry it forward. Otherwise, she would suffer a big loss with Qin Xun.

... Suddenly! The lights dimmed. The wedding emcee walked onto the stage. "Dear guests, dear friends, a man is a boat, a woman is the sail, and the family is the harbor..."