Love Affairs in Melbourne-Chapter 106 - 103 Divine Calculator

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Chapter 106: Chapter 103 Divine Calculator

"How is Baobao doing?" Qi Yi asked Yan Yan over the phone.

"She’s definitely not doing well, but her twin sister is here now and she’s keeping her company, so there shouldn’t be any issues. If it were just me, I feel like I definitely couldn’t manage," Yan Yan suddenly missed Qi Yi very much.

"Then you should rest well and not wear yourself out," Qi Yi instructed Yan Yan.

"Mm, don’t worry about me, you focus on your work. I’ll miss you," Yan Yan felt that it was important to speak what was on her mind directly now.

"I’m not busy right now, I can keep you company a bit longer. Chu Ying asked me today when I’m returning to China and urged me to book a flight. Have you booked your ticket yet?" Qi Yi was also concerned about which day in August Yan Yan would return to China.

"Not yet, I need to wait until the semester starts to know the schedule for the last term. Melbourne is so cold today, the entire city feels lonely and desolate," Yan Yan started to get into chat mode.

"I’m feeling empty and helpless in the heat of the Northern Hemisphere, and you’re lonely and cold in the Southern Hemisphere; both of us are really in a miserable state," Qi Yi said, but the fact that Yan Yan had just taken the initiative to say she missed him made his mood quite good.

"We’re already very fortunate like this. I looked at Baobao today and suddenly understood what it means to be beside oneself with worry. I couldn’t find any sadness on her face, nor could I find a soul in her," Yan Yan had never seen Baobao like this before.

Without Meina there, Yan Yan really didn’t know how to start offering comfort.

"Do you believe in past lives and reincarnation?" Qi Yi asked Yan Yan.

"I hope there is such a thing now, but I don’t really believe in it," Yan Yan had been brought up with atheistic education.

"What do you think? If we had past lives, in which era would we have lived?" Qi Yi asked Yan Yan a rather strange question.

"Ah? How would I know that? As long as it wasn’t during the Tang Dynasty, I should be fine. My skinny self would definitely be targeted in an era when chubbiness was deemed beautiful," Yan Yan’s way of thinking about the problem was a bit unique.

Yan Yan often judged matters based on whether they would make her a target or not.

By now, there weren’t many who would continue targeting Yan Yan; mostly, it was due to old habits dying hard.

"I think, if we had past lives, we must have lived during the Northern Song. It was already predestined then that we would be together," Qi Yi offered his own answer.

"Ah? You can communicate with spirits now? Can you also divine the specific year we were together?" Yan Yan didn’t know when Qi Yi began to have such an entirely new skill.

"It can be calculated; it must’ve been after the Spring Festival in the year 1073, the fate of Qi Yi and Yan Yan was already sealed," the Divine Calculator Qi Yi not only deduced the era but also pinpointed the exact year and month.

"That specific? You really have memories of your past life?" Yan Yan’s face wore an expression of disbelief; she didn’t know what Qi Yi was hinting at with his words.

"I’m not sure about past life memories but what I said isn’t just wild imagination. When you have the time, you can think about what my calculations are based on," Qi Yi brought up past lives to give Yan Yan something to ponder, so she wouldn’t obsess over the sudden turn of events with her friend in Melbourne.

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July was supposed to be a very good month.

Yan Yan’s new house was finished with its renovations, and Baobao’s new house had also been settled into.

Originally, if Yan Yan hadn’t had to rush back to Melbourne due to sudden events, she would have gone to Foshan in the middle of the month to buy furniture.

Why buy furniture in Foshan for a house in Australia?

For new Chinese immigrants, it’s quite common to purchase furniture in China and ship it to Australia in one or two containers.

In Melbourne, apart from Ikea, Yan Yan didn’t even know where else to buy furniture that would be any good.

There’s simply no furniture mall like Luofu Palace in Foshan, which spans tens of thousands of square meters.

Yan Yan had no idea how the ’Luofu Palace’ trademark had been successfully registered by a furniture mall.

Luofu Palace in Foshan has twenty themed exhibition halls; whether domestic or imported, you can find furniture beyond your imagination, nothing is unavailable.

A furniture mall that had turned into a veritable labyrinth.

Yan Yan’s previous plan for the middle of July was to go to Luofu Palace in Foshan, buy furniture, and arrange for its shipment.

Then he headed to the birthplace of Guangdong cuisine, Shunde in Foshan, to become a blissful foodie.

After eating to his heart’s content, he planned to go to Shenzhen to visit Jiao Zhifei and see if his arduous process of courting had made any progress. ƒreewebηoveℓ.com

Finally, he would take a flight from Shenzhen back to Melbourne via Hong Kong.

However, plans never keep up with changes, and all of the above plans had already been completely abandoned.

According to the original plan, in August, once the furniture Yan Yan had purchased arrived, he was supposed to move out of his current residence and into the house that Yan Dabang and his wife had bought during their last visit to Melbourne.

Even though Baobao’s new home in Docklands was much larger than the current residence at Eureka, Yan Yan had never considered being the third wheel in a newlywed couple’s home, or living in Baobao’s top-floor luxury apartment in Docklands.

After university graduation, Bao Meina began to learn how to take over the family business.

The Bao Family had only one pair of twin "sisters," and since Baobao had chosen to stay in Melbourne, Meina certainly couldn’t neglect the family business.

Baobao’s family was in the yacht business, a one-stop shop from production to sales.

Xiamen, being coastal, had a natural advantage in the yacht industry.

However, before 2011, there weren’t many yachts in Xiamen.

Ultimately, it was because the mooring spaces for yachts in Xiamen were quite limited.

Buying one meant having nowhere to park it.

Yachts were not like cars, which only need a garage.

Even if you could hoist a yacht out of the sea, a slightly larger yacht simply wouldn’t fit in a garage.

Once you buy a car and have a garage for parking, you can leave it unattended with peace of mind.

If a yacht is left moored at its berth, a typhoon or something of the sort could very well render it completely useless.

Many people talk about yachts as if they are very expensive and luxurious, but in fact, the price of many yachts doesn’t even compare to a high-end car.

What’s expensive about yachts, most of the time, isn’t the yacht itself.

The same is true for helicopters.

But fortunately, yachts don’t require airspace and are not as strictly regulated.

With the economy developing, China’s yacht industry was growing robustly, and Baobao’s family business also began to climb steadily.

As the "elder sister," Bao Meina, being the only Bao Family offspring remaining in the country, had much to learn about running the business.

Although Meina had hurried over at the first opportunity, she couldn’t possibly stay in Melbourne for too long.

Given the current situation, Yan Yan couldn’t possibly rest easy letting Baobao move into the new house alone.

Meina asked Yan Yan to look after Baobao on her behalf for the time being.

For such a request, Yan Yan had no reason to refuse.

Even if Meina hadn’t asked, Yan Yan certainly wouldn’t just move out and leave Baobao’s family behind.

Baobao was still in a period where she couldn’t accept reality; once she faced the facts, the real sorrow would arrive.

Yan Yan had realized that their "cohabitation" was definitely going to continue for a while.

If Baobao initiated a conversation with Yan Yan, he was absolutely a great person for comfort and advice.

But right now, Baobao wasn’t saying anything, and Yan Yan simply didn’t know how to console her.