Chapter 67: Are you singing the license plate song now?

"Oh."

The tipsy actress was slightly flushed. Although the lighting in the underground parking garage was dim, Xia Qianyi's skin was exceptionally fair and tender. The lights falling upon her delicate face made her look as alluring as a ripe, red apple.

"...Are you prone to violence?" Mengmeng couldn't help but reprimand Gu Yin. "You strike without a second thought. That's not your own head, so you don't feel the pain, right?"

"If I were prone to violence, you'd already be in the netherworld by now," Gu Yin rolled his eyes.

"You!" Mengmeng gritted her teeth in anger.

Amidst their exchange, Gu Yin had already stepped out of the car. His phone had run out of battery and shut down. Sometimes he wondered if this pathetic phone was playing both sides—damn it, it died right after he settled the bill; why couldn't it have shut down a little earlier?

"What are you doing?" Xia Qianyi noticed that after getting out, Gu Yin actually started walking around the Audi A6, lingering especially long near the front windshield as if searching for something.

"Didn't you say we should call the police?" she asked.

In a situation like this, wasn't calling the police the only option?

"Don't be in such a rush," Gu Yin waved his hand, pointing at the Audi. "Let's first check if there's a phone number left on the car. Being able to call him to come move the car is naturally the best outcome."

Whether calling the police or traffic authorities, whether they would actually intervene was one thing, but waiting for them to arrive took time, and waiting for them to contact the owner took even more time. It would definitely take two or three hours to resolve. If they could contact the owner directly, that would be the best scenario—making him come right down to move the car would save all that trouble.

Gu Yin wasn't afraid of trouble, but lately, his mother hadn't been feeling well. Since he still had to drive Xia Qianyi back and then head home to decoct herbal medicine, the earlier he could get back, the better.

Although Gu Yin always had a habit of assuming the worst about people, perhaps the driver of this Audi A6 had an emergency, couldn't find a parking spot anywhere, and parked there temporarily, only to come right down and move it upon receiving a call?

We're all drivers on the road, let's live and let live—Sister Li forever~

"Hey, is this a phone number?" Mengmeng discovered a small black tripod stand beneath the front passenger-side windshield of the Audi A6. A string of numbers was printed horizontally across it, looking very much like a mobile phone number.

"Not bad," Gu Yin said, giving Mengmeng a thumbs-up after taking a look. "It always comes down to your good eyesight."

"I feel like you're insulting me." Mengmeng had a nagging suspicion that what Gu Yin really wanted to say was "a dog's eyes sure have good sight."

"Drop the feeling," Gu Yin said, waving his hand. "My phone is shut down, charging, and not powered on yet. Which of you two is going to make the call?"

"Well, obviously I'll call, what else?" Mengmeng rolled her eyes...

They couldn't possibly expect Xia Qianyi, a famous actress, to call the person and tell them to move their car, could they?

As she spoke, she dialed the phone number left on the vehicle.

[Tsk, a bit boring...]

Seeing that things seemed to be proceeding smoothly over on their side, quite a few viewers tuning into *Reconciliation with Life* suddenly felt a sense of anticlimax.

They had expected another highly conflict-driven plot, like the previous encounters with the lane-cutter or the Cadillac abandoned right in the middle of the road at the elementary school gate.

No conflict, no drama to watch, how boring...

The viewer traffic in the livestreaming room began to dwindle and drop.

"Beep, beep..."

On Gu Yin's side, Mengmeng had put the call on speaker. Accompanied by the ringing tone, the call was quickly answered.

"Hello, who is this?"

The person who picked up was a man with a slightly rough and hoarse voice. He sounded like he was on the older side and probably smoked plenty of cigarettes.

"Hello, are you the owner of this... Audi A6 with the license plate Lu Q*****?" Mengmeng asked directly.

As she asked, Gu Yin finally noticed the car's license plate...

"Lu Q..." Gu Yin muttered with a twitch of his mouth. "No wonder."

"What are you sneering at?"

Xia Qianyi was clearly curious about this. By the way, where was a Lu Q license plate from?

It wasn't Quancheng; Quancheng was Lu A. Lu Q was...

Xia Qianyi started singing on the spot: "Lu A for Jinan cars... Lu B for Qingdao... Lu C is Zibo, Lu D is Zaozhuang, Dongying is Lu E..."

After singing for a while and almost running through the list, her eyes suddenly lit up: "Oh, Yishui!"

"Shut your trap!" Gu Yin remarked that the people of Shandong were about to lose all their dignity to this terrible song. As a local celebrity, she was actually singing it here—didn't she feel embarrassed?

Shandong dialects naturally tended to compromise one's polished image. Someone like Xia Qianyi, a supreme beauty and glamorous actress wherever she went, could instantly transform into a quintessential Shandong country girl the moment she adopted the dialect.

It was one thing for people from other provinces to use it as a running meme, but locals were all too acutely aware of how rustic the dialect sounded and were naturally sensitive to it.

"Um... is there something wrong with the people over there?" Xia Qianyi was clearly quite drunk, rambling and singing nonsense.

"The people there are fine! The people of Shandong are all fine, stop slandering and defaming me!" Gu Yin's mouth twitched. Although practically nobody watched his recording of the show, if this got clipped and spread around, he would easily become the target of public abuse.

"Then what were you sneering at just now?" Xia Qianyi scratched her head.

Gu Yin sighed helplessly and said, "People over there tend to drive quite conservatively. I went to visit some relatives with my mother one year, and you have no idea how infuriating people's driving on those crappy roads was..."

"Ah, I remember you posted something about it in your Moments..." Xia Qianyi was definitely plastered tonight; she had so much to say. "Didn't you say those drivers should all come and get tempered on Jingshi Road?"

"What? You were stalking my Moments?" Gu Yin was somewhat surprised.

"No... I wasn't!" Xia Qianyi's eyes darted away defensively.

"But I posted that around this time last year..." Gu Yin looked at her suspiciously.

"W-Well, anyway, I didn't!" Xia Qianyi simply resorted to playing the rascal.

The two of them chirped back and forth in loud voices, yet they still failed to drown out Mengmeng's ongoing complaints directed at the owner of the Audi A6 nearby.

"How on earth did you park your car? Do you even know you've blocked us in? Who parks like that? Is this any way to behave?"

Xia Qianyi's assistant was naturally the chronically aggrieved type with endless complaints. Since she usually had no outlet for her frustration toward Gu Yin, having just been snapped at by him, she decided to vent all her accumulated grievances entirely onto the owner of the Audi A6.

Gu Yin frowned. People nowadays generally cared deeply about saving face. To be honest, he figured that if he were the owner of that Audi, even if he were in the wrong, being chewed out like that would easily make him want to throw caution to the wind and refuse to cooperate out of sheer defiance.

However, he didn't stop Mengmeng, feeling that if it were him, he would curse even more colorfully, dragging both mother and father into the mix—he was far less willing to suffer a disadvantage than Mengmeng.

"Mengmeng," Xia Qianyi finally called out with a frown, "be a bit more polite."

"You want me to be polite to him?" Mengmeng thought to herself that keeping her composure and being polite to Gu Yin on a daily basis was already suffocating enough; now she had to be polite to some stranger who had blocked their car? Life was just too hard!

"He blocked our car!" Mengmeng protested.

In comparison, the Audi owner on the other end of the line actually seemed quite reasonable...