Rebirth: A Cinderella's Counterattack-Chapter 653 - 633: Senior Brother Said: Buy

"Qianqian, you need to get up quickly." A familiar voice reached Luo Qianqian’s ears. She waved her hand and covered her ears; she still wanted to sleep.

"Luo Qianqian, if you don’t get up now, I’m going to pull off your blanket!" The voice sounded somewhat helpless, and Luo Qianqian just burrowed her head under the covers.

He Wenyu stood beside the bed, rolling her eyes in frustration. She could vaguely remember that Luo Qianqian had been pestering her early on, right? So why was she being so stubborn now?

After a moment’s thought, she let out a sly chuckle, lifted the blanket, and crawled in, then made ’pff pff pff’ farting noises with her mouth and hands before quickly crawling out and pinning the blanket down.

In almost a flash, Luo Qianqian emerged from the blankets with a befuddled expression, "You’ve exploded me!!!"

"You know it’s time to get up?" He Wenyu rolled her eyes, "Your Brother Jiayou has knocked on the door for breakfast, and I’m done with washing up, but you haven’t reacted at all. It’s my fault, right?"

"Breakfast? Brother Jiayou?" Luo Qianqian’s mind raced, faintly remembering that she had just been messaging Brother Jiayou. She pulled out her phone from under the covers and sure enough... the message was still on the screen.

She quickly got up and dashed into the bathroom to wash up and get dressed, then opened the bedroom door.

Jimo Cheng was arranging items from the cart onto the dining table, and Luo Qianqian quickly lent a hand, a bit embarrassed, "Brother Jiayou, you got up so early?"

"It’s okay." Jimo Cheng smiled, "You didn’t sleep well last night, did you? Do you want to continue sleeping after eating?"

"No, that’s all right." Luo Qianqian felt even more embarrassed and shook her head, "I woke you up early in the morning, aren’t you tired now?"

Jimo Cheng calmly shook his head, "I was already awake, and then you sent a message."

Watching the two working together in perfect harmony, He Wenyu very sensibly dawdled in her room a bit longer before coming out. "Wow, such a lavish breakfast?"

The table was laden with custard buns, barbecue pork buns, xiaolongbao, big meat buns, soup-filled buns, shrimp dumplings... just the variety was enough to make He Wenyu’s head spin. And the drinks: a pot of milk tea, a pot of milk, plus two cups of coffee. Four bowls of the same plain porridge.

Without a doubt, the coffee wasn’t ordered for them.

Upon hearing the noise, Lin Jiayou also came out of his room. He hadn’t seen anything yet but sniffed, "Wow, that coffee smells amazing."

Luo Qianqian sniffed doubtfully, feeling the aroma of milk tea was stronger, and the scent from the buns didn’t fall behind either.

Jimo Cheng just smiled and poured a cup of milk tea for Luo Qianqian and He Wenyu, "You shouldn’t drink milk on an empty stomach."

Luo Qianqian nodded and obediently sat down. He Wenyu immediately sat next to her, and Jimo Cheng, still with a smile, took his seat opposite Luo Qianqian.

When Lin Jiayou came over and saw the three already seated, he quickly sat down next to Jimo Cheng, "You’re all waiting for me? I’m sorry... Qianqian, why didn’t you call me?"

Luo Qianqian looked down; she couldn’t say she had just woken up—as that would diminish her own prestige too much.

After breakfast, Jimo Cheng didn’t hesitate to take Luo Qianqian and He Wenyu straight to a nearby shopping mall, "Qianqian, tell your friend not to be shy, Brother Jiayou is paying."

Luo Qianqian was speechless. Not letting Xiao Yu be shy? She herself wanted to refuse, okay?

"Brother Jiayou, I have money, there’s no need..."

"Yours is yours, mine is mine, they’re not the same," Jimo Cheng said seriously, "From here to here, her size, wrap it up," he smilingly instructed the shop assistant.

Luo Qianqian almost spit out her breakfast, "Brother Jiayou, what are you doing? We’re going back in a few days, do you really want me to carry all these clothes?"

He Wenyu was simply flabbergasted on the side, clutching her little purse and shivering. What kind of person was this, wrapping everything up from here to there???

Lin Jiayou, as Luo Qianqian’s brother, naturally followed along, unsure whether to be happy or angry at the scene before him.

"Why take it back? I will buy you new ones," Jimo Cheng said with a serious face, yet a smirk still hung on his lips. He had once seen a brother take a girl shopping, and after sweeping through the stores like this, it didn’t take ten minutes for the girl to start worshipping him like a god.

"Senior Brother, I have money." Luo Qianqian directly pulled Jimo Cheng aside, feeling somewhat out of his world. Such wastefulness, no amount of money would suffice. 𝓯𝓻𝒆𝙚𝒘𝓮𝙗𝓷𝒐𝓿𝙚𝒍.𝙘𝓸𝙢

"So why did Senior Brother bring me here?" Luo Qianqian was full of confusion; right after they finished eating, Jimo Cheng had brought them here without any explanation.

"Class reunion, right? Aren’t you supposed to dress up really nicely for a reunion, make yourself up so... you almost want to hang all your money on your body?"

"Senior Brother... can you tell me where you saw that?" Luo Qianqian’s mouth twitched slightly.

"Online..."

"Senior Brother... how old am I, and what age group’s class reunion are you looking at???" Luo Qianqian held her twitching eyelid, at a loss for words.

"..." Jimo Cheng froze, then with an embarrassed look on his face, after a moment’s pause, he said, "I also hope that you will attend the class reunion in the clothes I buy for you." His face was full of earnestness.

Luo Qianqian’s heart softened, it was just a piece of clothing after all. She nodded, "Senior Brother buying me one is fine, but just one, don’t scare people like that. I will pay for Xiao Yu and Brother Jiayou myself, okay?"

Looking at Luo Qianqian’s sincere expression, Jimo Cheng nodded, the amusement in his eyes deepening.

Back at the store, Luo Qianqian casually waved her hand, "None of what we picked out before is needed anymore."

Dragging He Wenyu away while dodging the salesperson’s resentful gaze, they stopped at the entrance of the next store before Luo Qianqian collapsed into He Wenyu’s arms, drained: "I’m only now realizing how incredible my fiancé is..."

He Wenyu patted her shoulder, "I noticed long ago." His car, the hotel rooms, the private dining, without exception, all pointed to this realization.

"Don’t you feel like I’m being kept? If my brother treated me this way, I’d be more than happy, but with him... I always feel uneasy accepting it..." Luo Qianqian pouted, but stood up straight, smiling as Jimo Cheng and Lin Jiayou approached, pointing to the men’s clothing store in front, "Senior Brother, is there anything you like? I’ll buy it for Senior Brother."

"For me?" Jimo Cheng was surprised, but his smile hinted at delight.

But Luo Qianqian quickly reconsidered upon thinking of Jimo Cheng’s luggage and quickly gestured with her hands, "You really don’t have to force yourself, Senior Brother..." Then she watched as Jimo Cheng picked up a pair of socks: "Just give me these."

Luo Qianqian was dumbfounded, yet the smile on Jimo Cheng’s face didn’t seem faked, so she went and paid the bill.

"This is the first time I have received a gift without any reason." This was how Jimo Cheng put it.

Luo Qianqian was stunned.

Jimo Cheng continued, "Receiving a gift like this really makes me happy, I can understand now why books say you should often give girls surprise gifts."

Luo Qianqian was full of question marks—what exotic books had he been reading?

In the end, with Luo Qianqian’s persistence, He Wenyu picked out a pair of tight black jeans and a white t-shirt with a skull pattern. Lin Jiayou didn’t need to be polite with Luo Qianqian; after all, his current fling was someone close to Luo Qianqian, so he chose a stylish yet affordable suit.

On Jimo Cheng’s suggestion, Luo Qianqian still bought that sleeveless dress, along with a matching long-sleeve T-shirt, leggings, and little leather shoes. Then Jimo Cheng was satisfied and went to pay.

"Where on earth did you find such a boyfriend?" He Wenyu looked on lamentably at Jimo Cheng’s retreating figure as he went to pay, "He won’t take no for an answer, how domineering."

Luo Qianqian gave her a weak glance, wondering why it felt like if this continued, she would definitely be in a subordinate position if she married Jimo Cheng?