After greeting Huang Yueran and going downstairs, Li nglin saw the car parked below and exclaid in surprise, "Sister, Sister, this car is so pretty."
Luo Qianqian looked at the car suspiciously, wondering what exactly was pretty about it.
"It’s just like the ones that pick up young ladies on TV," Li nglin added, clarifying her confusion.
Jimo Cheng rolled down the window and, seeing the thermos in He Wenyu’s hands, smiled and said, "Did you bring soup for Aunt?" He was already seated in the passenger seat. He Wenyu was taken aback, then chuckled and nodded.
He couldn’t help feeling a bit more fondness for this person in his heart, thinking that soone who was considerate of others like this might be quite suitable for Qianqian.
Jimo Cheng reached out his hand, "Give it to , you have kids in the back, it’s inconvenient." His gaze, however, fell on Luo Qianqian and the hand she tightly held with Li nglin’s, his brow furrowing imperceptibly.
Luo Qianqian’s change of clothes was within his expectations, which was why he did not follow her up.
"Sister, who is this man?" Li nglin saw the stranger speaking to her sisters and quickly pulled Luo Qianqian’s hand to hide behind her. Luo Qianqian’s face turned unsightly because of her action but quickly returned to normal as she brought Li nglin back out, "This is Sister’s good friend, just call him Brother Chengzi."
"Is he Brother-in-Law?" Li nglin looked timidly at Jimo Cheng and then noticed his beautiful eyes, her excitent flaring up, "Sister, he looks like a prince, so pretty." She said, shaking Luo Qianqian’s hand vigorously from side to side. Jimo Cheng smiled without any response, while Luo Qianqian was even less inclined to answer.
Luo Qianqian’s face was one of helplessness, pale nonetheless. Even though her injury was not severe, she had a wound, and it could not withstand the child’s boisterous antics.
"Linlin, do you want to get in the car?" Seeing Luo Qianqian’s pallor, He Wenyu quickly handed the thermos to Jimo Cheng and grabbed Li nglin, separating her from Luo Qianqian.
"Yes, yes, yes." Li nglin got into the car excitedly and sat on one side. Without hesitation, He Wenyu sat in the middle, fearing Luo Qianqian might suffer further harm. Luo Qianqian then got into the car last.
Jimo Cheng nodded to the driver and then turned to look at Luo Qianqian, "Are you okay?"
Luo Qianqian shook her head slightly. It was just that the location of her injury was a bit wrong, aning she couldn’t make any big movents or it would pull at her wound.
But who knew that Li nglin, watching the interactions between Jimo Cheng and Luo Qianqian, would ask seriously, "Big brother, you like my sister, don’t you?"
He Wenyu was completely dumbstruck. Where had this child seen that? Why hadn’t she noticed?
Only then did Jimo Cheng turn his gaze to Li nglin, "Why do you say that?"
"Big brother’s eyes when he looks at Sister are the sa as Uncle looks at Auntie. Mom says that’s love..." Li nglin’s face lit up with glee, "If you like Sister, you should act fast because one day she is going to be Brother’s bride."
Luo Qianqian: ???
Jimo Cheng couldn’t help but smile, "Which brother?"
Luo Qianqian was also puzzled; Li nglin couldn’t possibly know about Xu Tianyi’s situation.
"Brother Shufan, of course. He’s so handso, studies well, and even carries Sister on his back when walking..." Li nglin counted with her fingers and said earnestly, "Mom says Linlin should look for a prince just like big brother, soone who is both gentle and excellent."
Luo Qianqian’s face softened. Oh, brother, he really is a tender person. But compared to Luo Shufan, she also liked her way of interacting with Luo Yanran just as much.
"Linlin, why do you want to act quickly?" Jimo Cheng asked, sowhat amused. Surely he wouldn’t lose to his own little brother-in-law, would he?
"Because then nobody would compete with Linlin for big brother’s attention; my sister is so amazing, I can’t match up to her," Li nglin said earnestly, blatantly making it clear she intended to ’steal soone’s man’.
Luo Qianqian was all smiles, "That won’t do, you see, because big brother, well..." Luo Qianqian’s gaze turned deep, and she didn’t hesitate to pin things onto Luo Shufan: "He likes girls who can paint, dance, have a pleasant voice, are good-looking, can grace a hall or work in a kitchen, can code and fend off perverts. You still have a long way to go."
He Wenyu turned her head away, unwilling to look at Luo Qianqian anymore. What was all this about? She was completely clueless.
Jimo Cheng covered his mouth, trying to hold back a laugh; in front of him, Luo Qianqian was showing this side of herself for the first ti.
"I can paint, sing, and dance; I’m good-looking and have a nice voice. I can also cook instant noodles; just give the code, and I’ll write it for you. As for perverts, I can kick them," Li nglin said with all seriousness.
Luo Qianqian nodded, "Hmm, you’re amazing, just keep it up. Okay, I give up competing with you."
After saying that, Luo Qianqian realized what the occasion was and could only lower her head in embarrassnt.
"Yay, from now on, I’m going to be big brother’s bride."
Just hope you won’t cry when Luo Shufan gets married...
As for Jimo Cheng, he turned back to face the road ahead; it was clear that Luo Qianqian was no longer joking around, and he wasn’t going to press her. He had all the ti in the world to wait.
"We’re here." Seeing the hospital, the driver stopped the car, and Jimo Cheng got out with the soup, then opened the car door for the three of them to get out. After handing the thermos to He Wenyu, he opened the trunk.
In front of a dumbstruck He Wenyu, he took out several bags that looked very expensive. Upon seeing Luo Qianqian’s puzzled gaze, he laughed lightly, "Grandpa asked to be thorough with courtesies, don’t mind it."
Luo Qianqian nodded, but internally she was freaking out, how could she not care?!
He Wenyu leaned in closer to Luo Qianqian, "What’s all that?"
Luo Qianqian glanced at it and shook her head, indicating she didn’t know either.
Then the car drove away, and the three of them, along with the portable luxury items, headed upstairs.
Even Li nglin didn’t dare to get close to Jimo Cheng anymore, feeling like it would be expensive even to touch him.
When they reached the ninth floor, Luo Qianqian saw Lin Jiayou coming out of the ward and she stopped with a smile, "Brother Jiayou."
Lin Jiayou had naturally noticed the three of them and the very conspicuous, ’walking banknote’ that was with them.
"Qianqian, you brought chicken soup? That’s great, grandma said Aunt An can’t eat anything salty, and I was just worrying about that," he imdiately realized what He Wenyu was holding.
Lin Jiayou naturally hadn’t attended the Luo Family’s evening party. It wasn’t because he wasn’t invited, but because he had declined. He always felt that attending such occasions would embarrass Luo Qianqian and that it would be better not to go at all.
Nevertheless, he had learned about Luo Qianqian’s engagent through the newspapers and imdiately tore them up in frustration. What was this nonsense? His sister was only fourteen!!
Then he bought another newspaper, which ntioned that an engagent was set but not yet enacted. It made him so angry that he scrutinized Jimo Cheng’s photos several tis, thinking that if he ever ran into him, he’d definitely give him a good beating.
So he recognized the ’walking banknote gentleman’ at a glance—the person he had been obsessing over and wanted to beat up whenever he road the streets of Capital City. It was Luo Qianqian’s intended fiancé, Jimo Cheng.
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