Rebirth: A Cinderella's Counterattack-Chapter 626 - 606: Child Turmoil (9)
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"Hello, sorry for the trouble on my first visit," Jimo Cheng said to Elder Zhang as he opened the door, without a hint of surprise. He’d already noticed someone observing through the window before he entered the building.
"Please come in." Grandma Zhang actually took a liking to Jimo Cheng, finding him clean-cut and clearly not the deceitful type just by looking at his face.
Jimo Cheng followed Luo Qianqian into the house to change shoes, casually handing her the bag he’d been carrying: "It’s getting late, you two young ladies should go to sleep early. I’m here to keep company."
Luo Qianqian looked at Jimo Cheng with a puzzled face, then saw Grandpa Zhang nod at her: "You two have been busy all day too, go to sleep quickly, we’ll chat for a bit and then sleep too."
Grandma Zhang set down some tea on the coffee table and asked Jimo Cheng to take a seat, then she took Luo Qianqian and He Wenyu to the guest room.
Once in the room, Grandma Zhang’s face lit up with joy: "Qianqian, this kid is good."
Luo Qianqian looked helpless. Grandma Zhang, even if you enjoy gossiping, they are already set in stone. Even if you disliked him, you couldn’t change it, right?
"If you like him, that’s great." In the end, Luo Qianqian could only say this much. After a few more moments of gossip, Grandma Zhang warned Luo Qianqian not to take a shower and left the room.
He Wenyu was sitting on the bed with a frown, examining the contents of the bag.
Luo Qianqian patted her on the shoulder: "What’s wrong? You look like you’re about to face a great enemy. Did Zhao Wenxuan ask you out?"
"What does that have to do with anything?" He Wenyu looked both amused and exasperated, pointing at the bag.
Luo Qianqian leaned over to look, then her face clouded over: "I knew I couldn’t keep it a secret, but I didn’t expect the truth to come out this fast, huh?"
Inside the bag were pain and anti-inflammatory medicines, along with wound disinfection supplies.
Luo Qianqian carefully cracked the door open, wanting to see what was happening. She wondered if it was too late to explain when she met the gaze of Old Master Zhang and sheepishly closed the door again: "Why do I feel like committing seppuku now?"
"You’ve already cut your back, if you cut your belly you’ll split in half," He Wenyu said nonchalantly, shrugging. She knew Luo Qianqian was just speaking figuratively, but she was curious: "I always feel like you act like a complete lady in front of your brother Chengzi, nothing like yourself."
The expression vanished from Luo Qianqian’s face, leaving it blank. After a moment, she smiled wryly: "I don’t know how to interact with this so-called boyfriend or fiancé." Xu Tianyi, no matter what, was someone she had known since childhood, so there wasn’t as much of a barrier. This one, though, was a true rich young master.
Speaking of which, besides Luo Shufan and herself, who in the Luo Family wasn’t a proper rich young master? But none of them pressured her as much as Jimo Cheng did alone.
"...Spend more time with him, and you’ll figure it out. This kind of thing can only be understood, not explained," He Wenyu pursed her lips and then looked at the bag full of medicine, grabbing two cool puddings with a surprise: "There’s even a treat."
Luo Qianqian glanced at it and paused: "Yeah, you eat it, I don’t feel like eating anything now." It was the flavor she usually ate.
He Wenyu looked doubtful: "I thought you really liked this flavor? Then I’ll eat them all?"
"Go ahead, eat them all." On the double bed, Luo Qianqian arranged the pillows, then knelt down and lay down on the bed, scaring He Wenyu.
"You’re just going to lie there? You look tired, and you might drool..."
Luo Qianqian’s face twitched helplessly, wishing not to discuss the drooling. 𝙛𝓻𝒆𝓮𝒘𝙚𝙗𝒏𝙤𝙫𝓮𝒍.𝓬𝒐𝙢
He Wenyu thoughtfully placed a stack of tissues under Luo Qianqian’s face: "This way you won’t dirty the pillow."
"Are you caring about me or the pillow?" Luo Qianqian asked, her eyes full of resignation. She changed the subject: "Anyway, get up early tomorrow, otherwise it’ll be hard to explain if Linlin wakes up and notices something’s off."
"I set two alarms, I should be able to get up," He Wenyu said, pulling out her phone.
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"Then I’ll set one up, too. Pass me my phone." He Wenyu took the phone with a grumble, handed it over to Luo Qianqian, and then looked at the somewhat disheveled backpack on the table, frowning, "Shall I fix it for you, or should we buy a new one?"
Luo Qianqian was taken aback, somewhat puzzled, then followed He Wenyu’s gaze, "You know how to mend? It was slashed by a knife, though. If it can be fixed well, I’ll still use this one."
"Don’t underestimate me." He Wenyu pouted, "I am someone who pays more attention to accumulating life skills than you do."
"What game have you been playing?" Luo Qianqian had a full head of black lines, life skills and all, what the hell?
"I remember there’s a sewing kit in this room..." He Wenyu didn’t speak, hung his head, and avoided the topic.
Luo Qianqian narrowed her eyes. Just as she was about to press further, her phone rang. As she looked at the screen, her brow began to twitch uncontrollably. It was Jimo Cheng. Could it be that he was calling to interrogate her?
Feeling Luo Qianqian’s attention shift to her phone, He Wenyu heaved a huge sigh of relief. Thank heavens. If Luo Qianqian knew that he had gone to the internet cafe to play games, wouldn’t she go complain to mom?
In her dilemma, Luo Qianqian opened the message: "Are you asleep yet?"
Luo Qianqian replied uneasily, "Not yet. Are you going to bed, senior?"
She decisively avoided the possibility of discussing the topic of her injury.
The next second, the phone rang outright, and Luo Qianqian nearly threw it away. Looking at the incoming call on her screen, could she just bail?
Of course not, so she cleared her throat and answered the call:
"Senior, why are you still up?" She kept her voice very calm, striving to maintain her composure.
Jimo Cheng’s voice was magnetic, revealing no particular emotion, "Have you seen the stuff?"
Luo Qianqian opened her mouth, her eyes meeting with He Wenyu, who was rummaging through the nightstand. She pursed her lips, "I, I’ve seen it, yes."
"Hmm, I came to see the sea," he said as if explaining, his voice with a slight uplift.
"The sea, it’s pretty cold by the beach now..." Luo Qianqian said without thinking, and then realizing her tone was too blunt, she quickly covered, "But forget about watching the sunrise or sunset..."
"I just came to take a look." Jimo Cheng’s voice was without any ripples.
He Wenyu pricked up her ears and inched closer to Luo Qianqian, listening to what the two were saying. Luo Qianqian gave her a sidelong glance but had no intention of stopping her from listening.
"Jin Yue, can I go check on auntie tomorrow?" The voice at the other end disappeared for a moment before reappearing.
Luo Qianqian opened her mouth, then murmured a low yes. By emotion and by reason, she shouldn’t refuse. After all, he had a legitimate reason to visit, and even as a friend, he could pay the visit.
"Senior, I have a request, can you grant it?"
"Sure." As if he fully understood Luo Qianqian’s needs, Jimo Cheng didn’t hesitate at all.
Luo Qianqian was surprised that he agreed so readily, feeling somewhat guilty, yet she still gritted her teeth and said, "Senior, could you not tell mom about our relationship? I’m worried she might overthink it, I’ll tell her myself later..."
"I know, I won’t." Jimo Cheng didn’t even ask what sort of relationship and simply answered like that, making Luo Qianqian feel even more guilty.
