Was He Still Supposed to Move Out?
Seeing that Zhou Bingkun was determined to help his buddy, Wang Yue didn't say much. After all, if Zhou Bingkun hadn't been the kind of person he was, he wouldn't have given away those three buns back then. Remembering why he'd come today, Wang Yue got straight to the point. With a sigh, he said, "All right, it's your decision. But, Bingkun, you're treating Third Brother like an outsider. You tell me everything else—were you planning to ask me to help with this, too?"
Hearing the strange tone in Wang Yue's voice, Zheng Juan thought he and Zhao Xiaomai had been standing at the door for a long time. Like a child caught by her teacher, she assumed he was talking about Luo Shibin. Afraid Wang Yue might really be angry with Zhou Bingkun, she hurriedly said, "It's all my fault. I never thought he'd come after me again after all these years. I explained everything to Shui Ziliu, too, but he just wouldn't believe that Nannan was Bingkun's child, not Luo Shibin's. That's why he kept pestering us."
On the way over, Zhao Xiaomai had already heard Wang Yue's thoughts, so she knew what he meant by his question. But hearing Zheng Juan say that, she realized Zheng Juan had misunderstood, and it brought back memories of what had happened back then.
However, Zhao Xiaomai remembered Wang Yue telling her that Luo Shibin had come looking for Zheng Juan several years ago. So much time had passed—why was he back now? Puzzled, she asked, "Those two hooligans still dare to come bother you? When did this happen?"
Seeing that Zheng Juan didn't know how to answer, Zhou Bingkun said helplessly, "Shui Ziliu said Luo Shibin got into a fight with someone in