Rebirth: A Cinderella's Counterattack-Chapter 703 - 683: Stone Dissolving, Shocking!

"Luo Qianqian, are you sleeping in the bathtub?" Qin Nuan had wrapped all the gifts and still hadn’t seen Luo Qianqian come out, so she asked worriedly.

From the bathroom, Luo Qianqian said, "Nuannuan, come in first."

Fearing she would mess up the neatly piled gift bags on the floor and not know what was inside, Qin Nuan carefully stepped over a pile of things, opened the bathroom door, and saw Luo Qianqian, her hair still dripping, half wrapped in a towel and looking at the mirror, she burst out laughing, "What? Admiring your own beauty, wallowing in self-pity?"

With a frown and her back to Qin Nuan, Luo Qianqian’s voice carried disbelief, "Look, is there no wound at all?"

Qin Nuan looked up and saw Luo Qianqian’s smooth, fair back, not a trace of a wound visible, "Where is your..." Just about to ask where the wound was, she suddenly remembered the news Luo Yanran had told her. Luo Qianqian must have been injured during a dispute with the Lin Family and even had stitches. It had worried her so much that she had barely slept all night. And now, not even ten days had passed, and the wound was gone? She incredulously reached out to touch her back, smooth, even, no sign of any patch or anything artificial.

"Has time dragged for you?" Qin Nuan was completely baffled.

A thoughtful look was on Luo Qianqian’s face. Was it true that back then the senior brother had to personally remove the stitches because she was healing too fast?

Yet she smiled and said, "Hehe, healed particularly well, right? I thought it was a quack doctor at first. I didn’t feel a thing when I applied the new scar removal cream." Her face appeared indifferent, and although she didn’t know what was going on with Jimo Cheng, she thought it better not to drag Qin Nuan into this and subconsciously concealed the specifics.

"What ointment works so well? Can it be used like cosmetic?" Qin Nuan instantly perked up, her eyes sparkling, "What’s it called? I want to try some too?"

Luo Qianqian wore an embarrassed expression; whatever she said about this matter would seem suspicious... say she didn’t know the name? No way the ointment could have been completely used up in just a few days, right? But she genuinely didn’t have any left, the rest had been sent back home with her clothes.

"It’s a folk remedy, I don’t think it’s for sale," Luo Qianqian said earnestly, leaving Qin Nuan no choice but to believe her.

She could only lament, "Oh, next time you come across it, buy more just in case, you know, in case you get a pimple or something, right?" Not forgetting to instill the necessity of stocking up to Luo Qianqian.

"But doesn’t that stuff have an expiration date?" Luo Qianqian immediately expressed her doubts.

Yet she thought to herself, was that skincare product Jimo Cheng gave her also... clearly not, who would specially repurpose big brand packaging, throwing out the contents and replacing them with those items? Wouldn’t it be too troublesome? 𝗳𝚛𝗲𝕖𝕨𝕖𝗯𝚗𝚘𝕧𝕖𝗹.𝗰𝗼𝕞

"Just use it within the expiration date, right?" Qin Nuan took it as a matter of course, while making a tsk-tsk sound with her mouth as she touched Luo Qianqian’s back, "Such youthful skin, unlike me... who is also very youthful, hahaha."

You must be an idiot.

Luo Qianqian, also helpless, changed into her clothes, and before she even asked how the gift bags were divided, she heard exclamations coming from downstairs.

The two of them hurried downstairs, then saw that everyone was gathered around, forming a circle at the coffee table.

"What happened?" Luo Qianqian looked bewildered.

Old Master Luo scurried over, grabbed Luo Qianqian’s hand, "Qianqian, I really love the souvenir you brought back for me."

...Do you even have a souvenir? Wasn’t it agreed not to give you one?

Looking puzzled past Old Master Luo, she leaned over the coffee table, gazing at the stone which was originally the size of a head and now had turned into the size of an adult’s fist, displaying yellow-green colors. As for what type it was, forgive Luo Qianqian for her ignorance, she couldn’t tell.

Xihan wore an impressed expression, "It doesn’t look like much, but it’s actually Ice-type double-color jade, quite a rare variety indeed."

Luo Qianqian didn’t know which of the remaining Gambling Stones was better, because ever since she had returned, even though she carried the Jade Token and wore the jade pendant, the Jade Token didn’t change in temperature anymore.

Luo Qianqian didn’t know whether to feel fortunate or regretful, but returning to normal was what she had wanted—it made her no different from anyone else, right?

"Hehehe, who wants it, who wants it?" Luo Qianqian said, flaunting smugly.

"I already said it’s mine. Don’t you all fight over it." Old Master Luo hurried over to take the jade away, wearing a ’dare to compete with me and I’ll lose my temper’ expression.

Luo Qianqian and Luo Xihan both wore helpless expressions. Fine fine, it’s yours, it’s yours. Why does one care about these trivial things as one gets older? Old Master Luo used to be indifferent no matter how valuable things were. Luo Xihan was puzzled.

After all, could a son compare with a granddaughter who is one-sixth of a whole?

Moreover, this was the first Gambling Stone Luo Qianqian had purchased and had cut, which was extraordinarily significant, right? He would find someone, Old Man Kong would do—he is the expert. He had also allowed his grandson to whisk away his treasured granddaughter, so a freebie should not be wasted. He would have him carve a display piece and place it conspicuously to brag properly.

At that moment, Jimo Kong sneezed at home and looked towards the doorway with a puzzled expression. Who was mentioning him? And at that moment, Jimo Cheng just entered the house.

"You’re back," Jimo Kong said, nodding slightly at Jimo Cheng.

Jimo Cheng bowed slightly. "I’m back, Grandfather," he said, putting down his suitcase. "I’ve delivered the goods to the store, and Jin Yue sent her regards to you, Grandfather."

"Hmm, so that girl has gone home..." He thought for a moment and then realized who was mentioning him, definitely Old Man Luo.

Just as the thought crossed his mind, the phone rang. He picked it up right away, "Hello?"

"Old Man Kong, Qianqian brought me a gift. When will you have some time to carve a little something for me?" Old Master Luo’s voice rang out, unashamedly proud.

Jimo Kong looked expressionless; he just knew it must be that old man droning on about him, still thinking of turning him into free labor.

But then he looked at Jimo Cheng, "Jin Yue took the Gambling Stone home?"

Jimo Cheng nodded.

Jimo Kong sighed softly. Everyone’s luggage was weight-limited, so the amount of Gambling Stone you could bring was limited. To have gotten jade from it meant the selection was really quite good.

"Okay, we’ll split it half when we meet, no reason you should have what I don’t," Jimo Kong laughed heartily.

Old Master Luo’s face darkened immediately, "Kong stingy, is that how you act? It’s only so big in total, and you want half? Don’t tell me you’re planning to carve two ashtrays!"

Hearing the thunderous roar coming through the receiver, Jimo Cheng suddenly remembered that thing which was broken into two...

He hastily opened his travel suitcase and saw that it was still lying neatly among his clothes without any scratches and finally breathed a sigh of relief.

This was truly Luo Qianqian’s first Gambling Stone.

It actually wasn’t the very first stone; the real first was the one that had been placed on the stone-cutting platform but Luo Qianqian had secretly kept it for herself.