I Can Fix Her - Chapter 11: It's All Your Fault!

Late at night by the roadside, a group of people formed a circle, curiously peeking at Bai Weiran and the embarrassed Qin Ning hiding behind him.

“We have a newcomer today?”

“Yes, I’m counting on all of you, uncles and aunties.” Bai Weiran said with a gentlemanly attitude, tipping the brim of his safety helmet, which made the lean and dark middle-aged men and women in front of him smile.

“Young man, you don’t seem like someone who needs to do janitorial work. Why are you doing this?”

Bai Weiran chuckled lightly, responding calmly.

“Not looking like it doesn’t mean I don’t need to. Actually, I’m refined but poor. I used to be ignorant and spent money recklessly without the financial capability to get it back, trying to pretend to be rich. I overspent and used credit cards for advance spending. Now I’ve come to my senses, realized how unreliable I was before, but I have debts to pay, so I have to come out and repay them.”

An old man sighed, patting his shoulder.

“Young people are like this now, but it’s okay. You’ve realized it early. Start earning money properly from now on, and you’ll have money eventually. Who hasn’t made mistakes when they were young?”

A middle-aged woman curiously looked at Qin Ning.

“But you’re out here working with a girl—”

Before she could say “girlfriend,” Bai Weiran quickly interrupted.

“Sister.”

He pulled the unwilling Qin Ning in front of him.

“This is my younger sister. She’s a bit shy and doesn’t want to meet people, but she’s very considerate. She’s willing to accompany me to repay the debt. She cried and insisted on coming with me when I said I was going to do night janitorial work, saying my problems are her problems, and siblings should help each other. I can’t do anything about her.”

Qin Ning, wearing a mask, stared at Bai Weiran in shock upon hearing this.

You shameless person, how shameless can you be?

Who wants to do late-night janitorial work? Just think about her, the young miss of the Qin family, who could easily spend millions in a second—

The middle-aged men and women present were already moved and praising him.

“What a good sister. Young man, with such a good sister, you must never go astray again. Work hard for such a sister.”

“What a kind-hearted girl, such a harmonious family, it’s so rare.”

“It’s good to accompany your brother, but in the future, you also have to urge your brother not to spend money recklessly!”

Qin Ning was so angry that her hands were freezing cold.

The girl is wearing both a mask and a pair of gloves, and just like Bai Weiran, Qin Ning is also wrapped up in full janitorial work attire, and because of that, Qin Ning couldn’t see anything clearly. She could only glare fiercely at Bai Weiran, expressing her protest. Out of a sense of good manners befitting a young lady, she truly couldn’t bring herself to curse at Bai Weiran in front of a group of older folks on the street like this.

If this were in the room, she would have definitely snapped back!

Meanwhile, Bai Weiran, like a caring older brother, gently smiled and patted her head under the yellow safety helmet.

“Let’s not talk about this anymore. My sister is very shy. You can see how lost she looks. I’ve truly repented, and from now on, I will make my sister accompany me through thick and thin.”

The crowd was deeply moved, praising the siblings’ harmonious relationship.

Qin Ning wanted to bite Bai Weiran to death.

Bai Weiran chuckled without saying a word.

The lead bald uncle, not one for many words, simply and concisely assigned everyone their respective areas of responsibility, of course—Qin Ning and Bai Weiran were assigned to the same area.

In this world, janitors were not well-respected, so all janitorial work was done at night.

The job Bai Weiran took was a part-time contract for urban janitorial services, mainly responsible for maintaining parks and public parking lots.

Bai Weiran thought to himself that it was the same in his normal reality. People pretended not to see janitors working under the scorching sun to maintain cleanliness in parks or cities, hurrying past them as if they were invisible.

When would they be seen?

Only when there was a need to thank the anonymous heroes of the city, suddenly a lean, dark-skinned middle-aged man or woman would be pulled out for an interview, robotically reciting a few clearly prepared lines in front of the camera.

People watching the video would be moved to tears, applauding.

Once the video ended, everyone would again ignore the people working under the scorching sun.

Which one’s better, the hypocritical respect or the disdain shown openly?

Bai Weiran hummed a tune as he pushed the cart, which carried the necessary tools and large garbage bags.

Qin Ning walked very slowly, lagging four or five steps behind Bai Weiran. She pretended to be dejected, but her eyes were rolling, paying attention to the surroundings of the park, trying to determine where she was based on nearby landmarks. Then, to her dismay, she realized that because she had always been chauffeured around, she had no idea where she currently was.

Should she run?

She pondered.

So far, this masked man had only made her read books, write, forbid her from being picky about food, and made her wear a bunch of ugly clothes. Although being with him gave her a strange sense of security, it still didn’t change the fact that he was a kidnapper.

But he had magical powers.

He could fly, stop moving objects in midair, control matter, and appear anytime, anywhere—

Could she escape from him?

Should she try?

She picked out the dense and concealing trees on her left side, quietly took two steps back, confirming that she was more than ten steps away from Bai Weiran, then turned around and ran frantically—only to unfortunately bump into an invisible wall within two steps, just like those clichéd scenes in comedy movies.

She cried out in pain, clutching her nose as she squatted down.

But Bai Weiran flashed in front of her escape route, and with a snap, he accurately captured the moment Qin Ning’s face twisted as she hit the invisible wall.

Looking at the photo, he clicked his tongue twice.

“Even a beautiful young lady can’t escape from such a highly disfiguring and comical scene.”

Because it was so funny, he decided to keep the photo as a souvenir.

Then he approached Qin Ning with concern, who was squatting motionless.

“What’s wrong?”

The slender girl’s back trembled, her hands covering her face.

Was she crying because she couldn’t escape?

Bai Weiran gently comforted her.

“There’s nothing to be embarrassed about not being able to run away, after all, I’m not an ordinary person!”

He had anticipated that Qin Ning would try to escape, so he had set up invisible barriers around her beforehand. Only the path leading to him was accessible; any steps to her left or right would lead to an invisible obstacle.

But Qin Ning still refused to lift her head. Bai Weiran began to feel that something was wrong. He also crouched down beside her, watching as she tightly covered her face with the mask, her eyes filled with tears, frustration, shame, and embarrassment.

Then he suddenly realized.

Suppressing his laughter, he tried to maintain a serious expression.

“It’s okay, let me take a look. It won’t get better if you keep covering it like this.”

Under his coaxing, Qin Ning reluctantly loosened her grip, and sure enough, the mask was stained with blood.

She had hit herself so hard that she had given herself a nosebleed.

Poor, melodramatic young lady.

Now, she no longer looked like a dark and mysterious figure; she had become a character straight out of a comedy.

Bai Weiran couldn’t help but chuckle.

Seeing him laugh despite causing her to end up like this, Qin Ning forgot all about Bai Weiran’s status as a superpowered kidnapper. She no longer covered her face, and instead raised her small fist and fiercely punched him.

“It’s all your fault, all your fault, you villain, kidnapper, you bully!!!”

Her pink fists rained down on him, but Bai Weiran, with his enhanced physique, only felt like he was being tickled.

He could only catch one soft wrist in each hand, shaking his head with a smile.

“—Alright, alright, it’s all my fault indeed.”