Rebirth: A Cinderella's Counterattack-Chapter 676 - 656: An Encounter in a Narrow Path, He Juncai (15)

"Pfft..." Lin Jiayou suddenly sprayed the mouthful of tea he was drinking, then quickly lowered his head to wipe his mouth, pretending that it hadn’t been him just now.

"What do you want with me?" Luo Qianqian quickly stepped back.

Jimo Cheng shook his head, "I don’t usually know what to give you, so just buy whatever you want for yourself, consider it from me."

Luo Qianqian opened her wallet, "But I have my own money."

Jimo Cheng paused for a moment, looking at Luo Qianqian’s small wallet, he asked, "Which card has the least amount of money in it?"

Luo Qianqian was taken aback, pointed towards the bank card she normally used, which held her monthly living expenses, funded by the Luo Family and An Zilan. Another card was for pocket money from Luo Shufan, and one was for bonuses from Li Xiancheng: "You better not say you want to exchange with me, all mine added up doesn’t even amount to as much as yours..."

"You guessed right," Jimo Cheng pulled out a card, and shoved his own card in, "You need to get used to my presence, because we’re going to be together from now on."

The sudden confession caused Luo Qianqian’s cheeks to flush red.

But she felt powerless to argue, what could she say? That they would split up in the future? Wouldn’t that be slapping someone in the face? The main point was this was not just about the two of them, but also about two families.

Lin Jiayou averted his gaze, pretending he didn’t exist. Although she was nominally his sister, there were some things that probably only Luo Shufan was qualified to speak about, right?

Luo Shufan? At this moment, he was sitting in front of the computer, with his brows tightly furrowed.

"What’s he planning to do? How is this any good for Qianqian?"

Xu Tianyi also sighed. After all, he couldn’t join the conversation, even though Luo Qianqian still sent him emails, reporting her safety, talking about interesting things, but he was finding it harder and harder to reply to Luo Qianqian’s emails. He knew a lot now, among which were many things Luo Qianqian didn’t know, things he wanted to tell Luo Qianqian, but also knew he shouldn’t. Sometimes when Luo Qianqian sent three or four emails, he could barely reply to one, and even then, it was sometimes only a brief greeting.

"Looks like... Qianqian and Qianqian’s fiancé have both entered the game," Xu Tianyi, watching his computer screen, sighed again, which displayed Luo Qianqian’s vibrant and energetic smiling face.

"That’s right," Luo Shufan looked at the photo on the table, a passport photo no doubt, but it was undeniable that the face was delicate, and her brows and eyes resembled his pavilion.

He Wenyu curled his lips, this is what you call someone else’s boyfriend, all gifting and buying snacks are nothing, he just straight-up gave a bank card, have you ever seen such extravagance?

"Then I’ll accept it," Luo Qianqian put away the bank card. If this was Jimo Cheng’s intention, she’d go along with it; at the very least, she didn’t have to use it.

Jimo Cheng smiled, his eyes curving into crescents, "The pin is your name."

Luo Qianqian was stunned, "The pin is my name." Then, seeing Jimo Cheng nodding, she couldn’t help but emphasize, "I mean, my bank card..."

"What a coincidence..." Luo Qianqian smiled awkwardly, not knowing how to respond.

Jimo Cheng stuffed Luo Qianqian’s card into his own wallet, then tucked it away close to him, chuckling lightly, "Let’s go, everything else will unfold slowly."

Right, they just took the opportunity to head back to their rooms, and as Jimo Cheng had expected, it was hardly dark before He Jun sent a message to He Wenyu, telling her not to run around on her own for the next few days and to stick with Luo Qianqian and have a good time.

He Wenyu immediately panicked—this obviously meant something had gone wrong. But seeing that Luo Qianqian didn’t seem the least bit anxious, she almost burst into tears, "Qianqian..."

"What’s the rush?" Luo Qianqian immediately took He Wenyu’s arm and had her sit down, "Clearly, now isn’t the time to panic."

Whatever happened that afternoon, it was known by the evening; what a remarkably fast way to get the news, right?

"Guess how many people know your family is out of money?" Luo Qianqian asked with a sly smile, gently coaxing He Wenyu.

He Wenyu frowned, "The thing from this afternoon... No, that’s not right. Besides you and my parents, no one knows..."

Luo Qianqian nodded. Moreover, they had given each other alibis, affirming that they weren’t to blame. And considering that some of the young people had been away for a long time, but since they arrived later and were Jimo Cheng’s people, there was no chance it was them either. Did that mean her previous suspicions were wrong, and it wasn’t Zhao Wenxuan?

A look of guilt crossed He Wenyu’s face as she chastised herself for her suspicions.

Luo Qianqian simply raised an eyebrow. By the usual order of things, He Wenyu wouldn’t start telling her friends one by one about her family’s financial issues until tonight, but before she even had a chance to act...

"Only Sister Xiao Mei and her brother are helping at my godmother’s shop. At my godfather’s shop..." Luo Qianqian truly had no idea.

"It’s not just Sister Xiao Mei at my mom’s shop anymore. My mom, out of boredom, even found Xiao Mei’s brother a sister-in-law, who is now also helping out at the shop," said He Wenyu with a helpless expression, as if she could already envision if Lin Jiayou and Luo Shufan graduated without girlfriends, there was an eighty percent chance her mom would start being an eager matchmaker. Luo Shufan was still better off, having the Luo Family backing him up just like Luo Qianqian.

Lin Jiayou... He Wenyu suddenly looked at him with an inexplicable gaze, feeling somber for him if only she had not learned about the incident of him chasing that girl.

"And what about your godfather’s shop?" Luo Qianqian raised an eyebrow, not really suspecting Sister Xiao Mei of anything—wasn’t she famously loyal?

"I don’t know about the others, but one of the waiters is from our hometown, from the same village," He Wenyu said with a sudden insightful look, "The rest probably came on their own to apply for the job, right? My dad only mentioned this person when he came home."

Luo Qianqian narrowed her eyes. With her godmother’s personality, she definitely wasn’t one to keep secrets. With no one else around to tell, it would make sense to confide in Sister Xiao Mei, who was trustworthy. Her brother was also credible; they had stood together through tough times before. As for the sister-in-law, Luo Qianqian wasn’t very familiar with her, but she trusted Huang Yueran’s judgment.

Her godfather’s shop seemed more complicated, even Xiao Yu didn’t understand it.

"So what exactly happened?" Luo Qianqian tilted her head, her gaze turning towards Jimo Cheng. It seemed like Jimo Cheng was the only person who might know what had happened.

"Cough cough..." Jimo Cheng coughed lightly, "I don’t know either, but we can go check it out," he said.

Luo Qianqian frowned slightly—wouldn’t going there expose their connection to the whole affair, causing their parents to distrust them in the future? She wasn’t too concerned, being far away from the Emperor, but that wouldn’t be good for He Wenyu.

"Let’s go," He Wenyu said firmly, "I need to go. Otherwise, how would He Juncai know? I can’t live well with the fear of him suddenly kidnapping me hanging over me..."