blogombal Chapter 64 However
Chapter 64 However
"However, if you need my help dealing with any suitors, you can also come to me!"
Qin Yu remained silent, waved his hand, and turned to leave the teahouse.
Walking down the street at dusk, the evening breeze caressing his face, Qin Yu finally felt a little more relaxed. So much had happened today: the competition, the championship, Xin Zhiyan's "recognition," Su Lingjuan's "faking it"...
He touched his phone in his pocket, hesitating whether to send Xin Zhiyan a message to explain. But what could he explain? Any explanation would only make things worse.
Just as he was getting annoyed, his phone vibrated. He thought it was Su Lingjuan, but when he took it out, he saw it was an unfamiliar local number.
Qin Yu frowned and answered the call: "Feed?"
A deep, husky male voice came from the other end of the phone, speaking quickly: "Is this Qin Yu? Qin Dao's younger brother?"
Qin Yu's heart skipped a beat, and he stopped in his tracks: "Who are you?"
"Never mind who I am. Do you want to know more about your brother Qin Dao?" The man's voice carried an urgency and a sense of secrecy.
Qin Yu's muscles tensed instantly, and he held his breath: "What do you know?"
"I can't say it's inconvenient over the phone. Tomorrow at 3 PM, 'Old Place' internet cafe, the innermost private room on the second floor. Remember, come alone, and don't tell anyone." After saying that, the man hung up the phone without waiting for Qin Yu's response.
Holding his phone, Qin Yu stood on the bustling street, feeling a chill run from his feet to the top of his head.
After winning the match, the "news" arrived as expected. And it pointed directly to his most pressing concern—his brother, Qin Dao!
Who is this mysterious man? How did he know my phone number? Is the "old haunt" internet cafe he mentioned the one my brother used to frequent? How much does he know?
Countless questions flooded his mind, and Qin Yu's heart pounded. He felt excited, nervous, and a little uneasy.
He forced himself to calm down. This was a lead, after all, and he had to follow it.
But the other party emphasized, "Go alone, and don't tell anyone." This made him wary.
He put away his phone and quickened his pace home. He needed to think things through and prepare for a possible meeting tomorrow.
As he passed the newsstand, he habitually glanced at the television hanging on the wall. The local news channel was broadcasting a breaking news report:
"...This afternoon, the Huaxing Cup Street Basketball Tournament held in Jinghu District of our city concluded successfully, with a team composed of high school students unexpectedly winning the district championship... It is worth mentioning that a player nicknamed 'Zhou Biao' on the champion team performed exceptionally well... In addition, according to reports, senior executives of Huaxing Company have expressed interest in the basketball talents that emerged from this tournament and may intend to cultivate them for the long term..."
The television screen flashed quickly across footage of the game, showing him shooting hoops while wearing a mask, and Wu Yun receiving a red envelope during the awards ceremony.
Qin Yu glanced at it only once before looking away. Huaxing Company's attention? He recalled Li Zhe's words and that phone call. Could there be any connection between these events?
He didn't know. But a sense of impending doom quietly enveloped his heart.
When I got home, my father was still away on a business trip, and my mother was probably still working overtime. The empty house was unusually quiet.
Qin Yu sat in the dark for a long time without turning on the light. His phone screen lit up again with a message from Wu Yun, asking if he wanted to practice together the next day to celebrate.
Qin Yu replied, "I have something to do tomorrow, maybe the day after tomorrow."