Chapter Eighty-Seven Please Add More Trouble

  Looking at the incoming call display, Yin Teng furrowed his brow, hesitated for a moment before picking up the phone: "Hello."

  "Hey, Young Master Yin, I thought you wouldn't answer my call, huh." The voice on the other end was laced with a provocative tone.

  "You'll call me, and I'm surprised, Charcoal Head!" he exclaimed, calling out the other's nickname, as Yin Tong Ye curled up the corners of his lips with a hint of sarcasm.

  As expected, the three words "black charcoal head" made the other person suddenly angry, and he just lightly roared a "you", then suppressed his desire to explode and continued: "Never mind, it doesn't matter what you call me, I called you this time to invite you to my birthday party. We were good classmates for three years in junior high school, how can you not come to my birthday?"

  "I didn't expect you still remember me, a middle school classmate. I thought you'd forgotten about me after escaping abroad."

  "How could I possibly forget you? Now that I'm back, I thought of you on my birthday and it wouldn't make sense if you didn't come. Come to my place the day after tomorrow at noon, you know where my house is."

  "Uh-huh, got it. That's settled then." With that, Yin Tongye hung up the phone directly, without even saying goodbye.

  The other party's phone made a humming noise, and the hand holding the mobile phone couldn't help but clench its fist, as if there was a hidden anger in every finger.

  At the dinner table, Yin Tongye fiddled with his phone, thinking about the intention of that "black charcoal head" who invited him to a birthday party. That guy must have ulterior motives, he clearly disliked him in middle school.

  Looking at the three words "Hei Tan Tou" stored on his phone, he couldn't help but ask himself: "What was Hei Tan Tou's real name again? It seems like I've always been calling him by his nickname and never actually called him by his name."

  "Master, is there something troubling you? You've been frowning all along." Mu Guan placed the utensils in front of him, completing all the preparations for dinner.

  "Oh, by the way, Mu Guanjia, do you remember that I had a junior high school classmate who was very dark-skinned? I always called him 'Black Charcoal Head'. What's his name? Do you know?"

  "Is the young master talking about Choi Chan, Master Choi?" Butler Mu remembered that when Master Choi first came to the Yin house, everyone had a deep impression of him. He was really dark-skinned, but his name was Choi Chan, which sounded like it should be bright and radiant.

  "Right! It's him!" Yun Tae-oh suddenly remembered, and at that time, he even ridiculed his name and skin color for not matching. Choi Chan was very unhappy about this later on.

  "How did Young Master suddenly bring up Cui Young Master? I remember he went abroad for further studies during his third year of high school, didn't he?"

  "Yes, he's back. His birthday is in a few days and he said he must invite me, I don't know what kind of trick he has up his sleeve." Yin Tongye thought to himself, with a serious gaze shining from his deep eyes.

  Xiao Wei followed him in with the meal and saw that he was dazed. She quietly asked Mu Guanjia, "What's wrong with Young Master Yin?"

  "The young master is thinking about the question, his junior high school classmate invited him to attend a birthday party, and the young master is thinking about the intention of that classmate." Mu Guan's family was arranging dishes while smiling patiently and speaking kindly to Xiao Wei.

  "What's the point? His classmates invited him to his birthday party, what else could be the intention?" Xiaowei was puzzled, could it be that the Hongmen banquet didn't work out.

  "This one..."

  "Pig!" Yin Teng Ye raised his eyes and saw Xiao Wei, immediately shouting, without caring whether she agreed or not, directly saying: "Three days later, come with me to attend my friend's birthday party."

  "Ah?" Xiaowei was taken aback, with several question marks on her head as she looked at the others, then turned to Yin Tingye. She raised an eyebrow and asked, "Why? You can go by yourself, why bring me along? I don't even know your middle school classmates."

  She immediately refused, she didn't want to accompany him to that ambiguous birthday party, and with so many people here, he didn't need to say it directly in front of everyone, although she wasn't a maid from the Yin family, but she was just a maid.

  "It's fine if you just go and get to know him, it'll be okay." He recalled the time he gave Yuki a birthday gift, and how Xiao Wei's actions had left a deep impression on him. Who knows, maybe this time she would do something surprising again, and it would definitely be both cute and funny.

  Yin Tengya imagined various scenes of Xiao Wei, and the look of excitement on his face couldn't be suppressed.

  "The young master seems to be in a very good mood, much better than before. Miss Xiao Wei, it's all thanks to you." Mu Guanjia said with gratitude, looking at Xiao Wei with affection.

  "What merit of mine? I didn't do anything, just caused trouble for Young Master Yin. How can it be my merit?" Little Wei shook her head, feeling ashamed, she hadn't done any 'good deeds', what merit was there to speak of.

  "Hehe, then I'll have to trouble you more often in the future, young master."

  "Huh? Ah?......"????

  With a head full of questions, Xiaowei finished lunch and came to the room filled with needles and threads. What was meant to happen would still happen.

  "This I won't be able to teach you, just follow the teacher and learn well, I'm going to take a nap, and come back later to check on your learning results." Yin Tongye stretched his waist and went back to his room, leaving Xiao Wei and the embroidery teacher staring at each other.

  "Hehe, hello teacher." Little Wei politely asked for a greeting, but the embroidery teacher seemed to not buy it, with a serious face and a big yellow complexion, she sat down directly and started class.

  The fragrant sleep ended, Yin Tongye looked at the outside weather and saw that it was sunny, although the air was cold. As soon as he got out of bed, the first thing he did was to go and see her study situation, but as soon as he reached the door, he heard a miserable cry inside.

  "What's wrong?" He hastily pushed open the door and saw Xiaowei sucking on her own finger, apparently having been pricked by a needle.

  "Never mind, let's just forget about this one, you still have to play the piano, your fingers are all bruised and swollen, how can you play?"

  "No, I want to learn! It's nothing, just a little pain, teacher let's continue." Xiaowei's determined face had a stubborn expression, even if she was covered in scars, she didn't care, she couldn't waste his kindness and she also couldn't give up easily.

  Yin Tongye looked at her seriousness, not knowing what to say to her, and soon saw that she was pinching her hand. Although the pain on her face couldn't be hidden, she still bit her teeth and didn't make a sound, as if she didn't want him to worry.

  But seeing her like this, he would feel heartache.

  He couldn't bear to see her in pain, so he closed the door and quietly left. He came to her room and saw that her luggage was still on the floor, and her clothes hadn't been unpacked yet. His gaze fell on her desk, where her textbooks were neatly arranged.

  You even brought your textbook, are you still going to review tonight? You're thinking about studying on a holiday.