I Can Fix Her

On a park bench in the dead of night, the girl leaned forward slightly, removed her mask, and held a blue towel wrapped around ice cubes to her nose.

Pouting, she turned her face away, remaining silent.

A pudding ice cream stick waved near the corner of her eye.

“…Here, don’t be mad, have this.”

She ignored it, expressing her refusal through actions.

Since she didn’t want it, Bai Weiran didn’t insist, shrugging his shoulders and unwrapping it to eat himself.

It was part of the stock he had hoarded during the big sale at a supermarket in the western part of Jingxi.

Was it from last year or the year before?

Bai Weiran pondered for a moment, then dismissed the thought.

Frugal thinking; frozen items don’t go bad.

“If you need money, I can give you plenty. You don’t have to do this!” Qin Ning held the towel with ice cubes, her tone arrogant but with a hint of pleading.

No matter how much credit card debt Bai Weiran had, it didn’t matter in her eyes.

Bai Weiran glanced at her and smiled.

That stubborn mouth is still talking tough.

“You’re mistaken. I don’t owe any money, and I’ll say it again, your money is of no use to me.”

If it were, he would have been bought out long ago.

The rewards offered by the head of the Qin Group for finding their missing daughter kept increasing, becoming increasingly staggering.

How could the wages from his part-time job compare?

“Why are you out working late at night then!? And dragging me along!” Qin Ning ripped off the towel. The bleeding had stopped, but her nose was slightly red from the ice, her face showing a mix of arrogance, coquetry, and a hint of pitifulness.

“This is a new course.”

“…?” A course in doing janitorial work? Was he kidding?

“Believe nothing you hear and only half of what you see.”

Qin Ning was smart; she quickly understood the book, and now she could debate with him, citing various references to win arguments, and apply some of the concepts to real-life situations.

But still, understanding was not enough.

“If you read more than you experience, you’ll develop a cognitive bias and won’t be able to integrate knowledge into action.” There were plenty of book-smart people, but they still couldn’t escape being self-centered.

“What you need now is practical experience, exposure to different things.”

With that, Bai Weiran stood up.

“We need to get to work; if we keep resting, we’ll never finish!”