Rebirth: A Cinderella's Counterattack-Chapter 702 - 782

"A gift for Fourth Brother?" Luo Qianqian immediately thought of her own family members; it would be really awkward to give these stones to outsiders.

"...You’re really not afraid he’ll take revenge on you." Knowing that among her cousins, she got along best with Luo Yanran, and that she’d naturally think of him first for any mischief, it was normal.

"Afraid? Then I might as well keep it for myself." Luo Qianqian felt a bit embarrassed: "But when I bought it, it looked so unique."

"Did you go gambling on stones?" How sharp was Old Master Luo’s eyesight? It was obvious to him where these stones came from. Moreover, Luo Xihan had also dabbled in this, and except for the jade ware passed down from the past, all others in the house were acquired by Luo Xiying later on.

"Wow, Grandpa has great eyesight. Then I’ll give one to Grandpa. Take whichever you like." Luo Qianqian offered generously with a broad smile on her face.

But Old Master Luo was unimpressed and just rolled his eyes: "Don’t you know that this is still a stone? It’s a gamble whether it increases in value or becomes worthless."

Luo Qianqian was stunned, her expression becoming more conflicted. She wasn’t sure if she should tell them about what had happened there, especially about that androgynous weirdo from last night. But that was another place; it couldn’t happen in the Luo family. She pursed her lips and, in the end, didn’t speak up, only raising her head to say, "I guarantee they’ll all greatly increase in value every moment!"

"Hope is always beautiful," Old Master Luo continued to deflate her enthusiasm and then turned to Yue Tingyu: "Are the tools that Laoer used to use still in the warehouse?"

Yue Tingyu thought for a moment and nodded: "They should still be there."

"Hmph, even if I cut it out, you won’t give it to Grandpa, showing such disdain for me." Luo Qianqian pouted and continued to rummage through her suitcase; her backpack only contained her ID, wallet, and keys, without any gifts in it.

It didn’t take long for Yue Tingyu to move the stone-cutting tools out of the warehouse; then the three of them looked at each other, clueless. Luo Qianqian waved her hands repeatedly: "I can’t do it; I don’t know how."

Even Old Master Luo frowned. Could he admit that he had only watched Luo Xihan cutting stones before?

As the two stared at each other, Qin Nuan, Jia Ning, and Ye Qianying, who had received the message, arrived as well, looking at the three standing in silent confusion.

"Dad, Mom, what are you doing here with Qianqian?" Jia Ning was the first to break the silence.

Ye Qianying quickly followed along: "Dad, Mom, we hurried over after receiving Qianqian’s message, eager to see the gifts. What did our Qianqian bring back this time?"

The question was purely playful, prompted by the shocking news previously sent by Luo Xiying, and they were anxious to check on her. But they couldn’t show their concerns in front of the elders. However, looking at Luo Qianqian, there was no sign that she was injured in the slightest, right?

Qin Nuan respectfully greeted the elders first before pulling Luo Qianqian aside with a smile: "You’re finally back."

Luo Qianqian returned Qin Nuan’s smile, then greeted her aunts: "First Aunt, Second Aunt, Grandpa is being too much. He disdains the gift I brought back." She pouted, pretending to be aggrieved.

Even Qin Nuan didn’t buy that. Old Master Luo disdained you? The same Old Master Luo who would proudly display even a rock you brought back on the table to show off, would look down on his most beloved granddaughter? Who would believe that?

Qin Nuan’s gaze fell on the suitcase and almost burst into laughter upon seeing the stones inside. People usually bring back polished jade, but you directly brought back gambling stones? Is that really okay???

"Gambling Stone?" Jia Ning also saw the gambling stone in the box and the tools laid out on the floor. She laughed lightly, "Aren’t those the tools Xihan used before? What, Qianqian wants to try stone cutting?"

Luo Qianqian shook her head repeatedly, she didn’t want to at all, "Grandpa said they would all be worthless, I didn’t believe him, so Grandpa had Grandma dig out the tools, but then nobody knew how to use them..." she said, her expression carrying a hint of grievance, "I picked these out with care, and Grandpa actually disdained them, sniffle sniffle, whimper whimper."

Qin Nuan was at a loss, where on earth did you learn that from? Even "sniffle sniffle"? Do you want a little fist-fist bumping on your chest?

"I..." Old Master Luo couldn’t help but suppress a chuckle looking at his granddaughter’s aggrieved face, cursing himself, why did he stifle his granddaughter’s enthusiasm for no good reason? Whether good or bad, they were gifts brought back by his granddaughter, all expressions of her heart, so why disdain them?

"Grandpa was wrong, Grandpa will go wash an apple for you," under Yue Tingyu’s gaze, Old Master Luo really couldn’t muster any dignity—it was embarrassing in front of the younger generation, his own authority...

Upon hearing this, Luo Qianqian showed an expression of indifference, "Humph, Grandpa betraying my intentions was Grandpa’s mistake." Looking at Old Master Luo, whose face didn’t seem very good, she curved her lips into a smile and continued, "But as the younger generation, I shouldn’t talk back to my elders, that was my mistake—I will wash the apple and apologize to Grandpa." She said this with her head tilted, her smile utterly adorable.

At that moment, Old Master Luo felt that granddaughters really were the best, granddaughters were little angels, and grandsons were just vexing creatures.

Luo Qianqian happily washed enough apples for everyone, and once everyone was seated, she looked at the suitcase full of stones and was at a loss, "So what do we do now?"

Surely we can’t just find someone to cut the stone, right? What if it really turns out to be worthless? Wouldn’t that be shameless?

Jia Ning took a bite of her apple and said with a smile, "It’s pretty sweet. Indeed, Qianqian’s little mouth is always sweetened with honey, one second infuriating, the next impossible to stay mad at." After finishing, she looked at Luo Qianqian, "Your Second Uncle will be here in a moment, and for such matters, of course, we need a professional." She ended with a smug smile on her face.

Luo Qianqian immediately flung herself into Jia Ning’s arms, "Hehe, Second Aunt is the best, just like my eldest aunt and grandma, all are Qianqian’s little fairies." After saying this, she glanced at Old Master Luo, "It’s all because Grandpa has good taste, choosing wives and daughters-in-law with such keen eyes, and yes, granddaughters-in-law too." She then winked at Qin Nuan on the side.

"Still acting cute at your age." Old Master Luo pretended to despise Luo Qianqian’s behavior, and looking at himself who hadn’t eaten an apple either, wondered why his granddaughter never acted cute with him. Was it because of his stern face? Or did Qianqian dislike the color of his clothes?

Would it be better to change into something that all kids like, such as a Fuwa outfit?

Old Master Luo was lost in thought.

Luo Xihan arrived in no time. After receiving Luo Qianqian’s message, he had wanted to rush home, but because Jia Ning had said she was going to visit first, he didn’t rush back immediately. Then soon after, he received a message from his wife saying that his little niece had bought gambling stones and was now at home, having a stand-off with Old Master Luo, both clueless about cutting stones.

Upon hearing this, he felt like he had found a reason to head home, and without any hesitation, cheerfully picked up his car keys and returned to the Luo Family home.

However, upon arrival and seeing the quality of the gambling stones, he couldn’t bear to disappoint his little niece. He seriously wondered whether these were just picked up randomly by the roadside. After going back and forth several times, he finally took the stone he was most confident about and started cutting it. 𝙛𝒓𝒆𝙚𝒘𝒆𝓫𝙣𝓸𝙫𝓮𝒍.𝒄𝒐𝓶

And Luo Qianqian? She happily went to her room to take a shower, while Qin Nuan helped to package those ornaments that looked rather odd—every kind of hanging decoration, trinkets, jewelry, headpieces, all revealing an odd feeling, seriously doubting Luo Qianqian’s aesthetic sense.

But it had to be admitted that the few jade pendants Luo Qianqian bought were not bad, though these were only to be given as gifts to female friends with whom she had a very close relationship; after all, each had its value and was not cheap.