Qiqi asked curiously, "And what about Miss Wu Xianxian?"
Lu Wei replied, "She's already left. She's my patient. She invited me to dinner tonight to discuss her condition."
So that's how it was—Qiqi suddenly understood. No wonder Wu Xianxian had paid for the meal.
But then again, Senior Brother Lu was a psychiatrist, and most of his patients had mental health issues... Could Wu Xianxian have a problem in that area?
Qiqi found it surprising. However, a patient's privacy wasn't something to casually pry into, especially since the other party was a famous actress. So she tactfully refrained from asking further.
Lu Wei didn't elaborate either. He said, "Come on, Qiqi, I'll take you home."
"Okay."
In the car, with Lu Wei driving and Qiqi in the passenger seat, she couldn't help but gossip: "Senior Brother, is Miss Xianxian Zhou Yi's girlfriend?"
Lu Wei chuckled. "No, those are just rumors. Yi's fiancée is in Europe. He's not the type to fool around."
Fiancée? Qiqi stuck out her tongue—that sly fox Zhou Yi was so calculating; she wondered what kind of woman could match him.
She was puzzled. "But online, their love story has been spreading like wildfire. It's huge. Just a couple of days ago, I saw a rumor that Zhou Yi might get engaged to Wu Xianxian..."
Lu Wei smiled. "Miss Wu is an artist under Huaming Entertainment. Yi's company recently hired her as a brand ambassador. That's probably why the gossip started."
So that was it. Still, thanks to her connection with Zhou Yi, Wu Xianxian had become much more popular lately, so it wasn't a loss for her.
The restaurant wasn't far from Qiqi's home, and they arrived shortly.
Qiqi thanked her senior brother and was about to get out of the car when Lu Wei stopped her.
He hesitated for a moment, as if choosing his words, then asked cautiously, "Qiqi, have you been... strapped for cash lately?"
Qiqi didn't understand why he would ask that.
Lu Wei said, "Working at a restaurant is fine for gaining social experience, but the shifts end too late. I worry about you. If you need money, I can give it to you. If you need anything, just tell me directly. Don't be polite with me, okay?"
A wave of gratitude washed over Qiqi, and she quickly replied, "Thank you, Senior Brother!"
She added, "I know you care about me a lot. If I'm in trouble, I'll definitely call you. But don't worry about me—my house is set to be demolished soon, and the compensation will come through in a while. I'll have money then."
Lu Wei's expression wavered, as if he wanted to persuade her further, but seeing the determined look on the girl's face, he reluctantly bid her farewell.
Qiqi returned home and opened the door, only to find that Rong Yi wasn't there.
Where could he be at this hour?
She quickly called him. Rong Yi said he had something to do outside and wouldn't be back tonight.
Another night away from home.
Qiqi counted on her fingers—there was still a long time until the next full moon. Why was he staying out again?
But Rong Yi was vague on the phone, and Qiqi didn't press further. After all, he was a demon. In this world, as long as he didn't run into a demon hunter, no one could do anything to him, right?
Besides, the profession of demon hunter seemed to exist only in legends. It probably wasn't real, was it?
Then again, demons had only appeared in myths before, and now one was standing right in front of her—and more than one. So could demon hunters actually exist too?
Qiqi recalled the fantasy comics and novels she'd been reading lately, feeling conflicted and worried, until she drifted off to sleep in a daze.