"So as compensation, do you have ti to go see the sea with ?" Jimo Cheng’s voice, laced with laughter, reached Luo Qianqian’s ears.
Luo Qianqian agreed without hesitation almost imdiately.
But the next second, she heard Jimo Cheng say, "But let’s skip it this ti, we’ll go next sumr."
Luo Qianqian’s face was full of confusion. She was just about to ask when she heard Jimo Cheng’s voice turn sowhat lancholic, "I really don’t want to see you straining to keep company while you’re injured."
Seeing the mischievous smile on He Wenyu’s face, Luo Qianqian’s face, for so reason, started to feel a bit warm.
Since the topic had co up unavoidably, Luo Qianqian could only accept her fate, "Senior brother, I was wrong. I shouldn’t have kept my injury a secret from you."
"Mhm, don’t let it happen again. You need to tell things; I prefer hearing about them from you, not through other channels," Jimo Cheng’s voice finally lost its deliberate gravitas.
Relieved by his response, Luo Qianqian chatted for a couple more sentences before hanging up.
Seeing He Wenyu’s envious expression, Luo Qianqian was sowhat puzzled, "Why that look?"
"I’m so jealous. He’s handso, gentle, and what’s key is that he’s so considerate. Why can’t I et soone like that?!!!"
"Hey, the reason you don’t et anyone is that you’re never single, thank you very much." Luo Qianqian rcilessly revealed the truth, then helplessly said, "He just blatantly told he has other ways of finding out about , and you don’t even mourn for ???"
"What, you want to play the field, huh? If he finds out, he finds out; just put on a little act, say ’it hurts so bad’ or sothing and ask for comfort—isn’t that lovely?" He Wenyu raised his eyebrows, "He cares about you and hopes you’ll think of him first. There’s nothing wrong with that, right?"
"...You’ve probably been reading too many overbearing CEO novels lately." Luo Qianqian said with a face full of speechlessness, "But well, I can understand. After all, my status is different now; I can’t do anything to disgrace both families."
"Ah, I don’t know whether to envy you or feel sorry for you." He Wenyu pulled out a sewing kit and sat beside Luo Qianqian, stitching a bag, "I envy your easy life of things handed to you and not worrying about money. I used to think how great it would be if I were you. Now it seems every family has their troubles."
Luo Qianqian curled her lips, but couldn’t muster a smile, and put down her phone, "As for , I prefer the tis when the three of us used to go out and earn pocket money together. There weren’t so many ssy things."
"Speaking of which, what’s really going on with you?" He Wenyu furrowed his brow, "I sensed sothing... cold on you before, like an artificial air conditioner."
??? An artificial air conditioner???
"My gaze? Did it make you feel ice all over? Is it that charming?" Luo Qianqian laughed, knowing full well in her heart.
What He Wenyu was probably referring to was her aura.
It was not sothing easily acquired. It erged after she had experienced death and had controlled the lives of others. Whenever she harbored hostility towards soone, it would naturally be activated.
That He Wenyu could feel it was simply because of the man standing in front of him.
He Wenyu looked completely dejected, "Charm my foot. Co on, let’s talk about physical developnt. You’ve not grown much taller, and here..." He Wenyu pointed towards Luo Qianqian’s chest, which was pressed against the bed, "still seems to be growing. Tell , have you started your period yet?"
Luo Qianqian’s face turned red, and then she shook her head, "Not yet..." That was actually the truth; she rembered it was sothing that happened when she was fourteen or fifteen years old in her past life.
"See?" He Wenyu looked vindicated, "Right now, you’re just a kid. Talking about charm?... Even a kid has a fiancé? What was your grandfather’s family thinking? You still have endless possibilities..."
Luo Qianqian smiled, but she did not bring up matters concerning the Han Family or the Xu Family, or even those things that surprised her for a long ti and she had to pretend not to know. These would be too stimulating for He Wenyu, and could greatly impact her future developnt.
"Just like you said, handso, gentle, good to , wealthy... Won’t I also be envied by others in the future?" Luo Qianqian said with a smile.
He Wenyu curled her lips, "Really? Then why do I still see a hint of dissatisfaction in your eyes?"
She nodded, "Yeah, he’s quite good, but to get my approval, he’s still a long way off." She clenched her fist, "At the very least, he has to be able to beat !"
"I rember he has what, Taekwondo, Judo, all sorts of martial arts black belts?" Luo Qianqian blinked, hitting a nerve, "You can beat him, right?"
He Wenyu’s mouth twitched, "Then, he can’t have worse grades than , right? Looking at him, he can’t be over eighteen, so he should be in high school, right? If he’s going to be your boyfriend, he needs a smart brain to know what you’re thinking."
Luo Qianqian touched her chin, her face filled with embarrassnt, "He is indeed underage, but he’s my senior..."
He Wenyu’s cheeks couldn’t help trembling, "Then... gas, he can’t be better than at playing gas, right?"
Luo Qianqian blinked, "You might want to compete with him in other things. By the way, he grew up abroad, but he studied traditional culture. His most appreciated skill is probably calligraphy and painting, so don’t bother studying that."
He Wenyu was crestfallen, "Did you save the world in your past life to end up with such a perfect person?"
Perfect, huh? Luo Qianqian was stunned, thinking hard about Jimo Cheng’s flaws.
Attentive and considerate, he wouldn’t expose her in public, intelligent in both EQ and IQ, serious, respects the elderly, kind to children—she didn’t know yet, but she supposed he wouldn’t dislike kids, and from a certain perspective, wasn’t she herself a kid?
Good-looking, nice voice, perfect height, even more so his physique...
The crucial point is, he cos from a good family background...
"Did I save the world?" Luo Qianqian smiled bitterly. She rembered Qin Nuan saying that this person hadn’t appeared in her past life. How could Qin Nuan forget such an excellent person? After all, even Ji Tianao, who was in that kind of profession, left an impression on Qin Nuan...
"You ask , who do I ask? Just go to sleep, Superman," He Wenyu said with a smile, wondering whether to seriously contemplate the issue of saving the world.
Lights out, sweet dreams.
Luo Qianqian should be grateful that He Wenyu slept peacefully, otherwise, her troubles would be more than just a stiff neck.
Luo Qianqian gently moved her neck, her face showing pain, "Why do I feel like I went to destroy the world yesterday?"
Grandma Zhang felt pity seeing Luo Qianqian in this state, "Did you sleep on your stomach? You would have been better off sleeping in a massage parlor, at least they have a hole to put your head through."
He Wenyu, looking at Luo Qianqian, was speechless and could only pat her head, telling her to take care of herself. In this kind of situation, what else could she do?
"I’ve booked a room, co with tonight," Jimo Cheng said helplessly, then quickly explained upon seeing a defensive gaze, "You should co too, so you don’t have to worry." Then he turned to the two elders, "Thank you for your hospitality; there will be a thank-you gift sent later."
Elder Zhang didn’t have much more to say about this person, he could only nod. What could be done? This man was much more sensible than his own grandson, especially given the aning behind his na.
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