Seeing him staring at her in a daze, Qin i waved a hand in front of his eyes and asked, "Jie Jingchen, what are you thinking about?"
Jie Jingchen snapped out of it. ’Can I tell her the truth?’ He guiltily averted his gaze, turning so she could only see the back of his head. "Nothing."
Qin i had no desire to admire the back of his head. She rolled over onto her back and stared at the ceiling. "Jie Jingchen, are you going to Second Aunt’s house without changing? Do you want everyone to know that Xu Chunyan attacked you?"
"When Second Sister-in-law goes to work tomorrow, she’ll definitely tell everyone what happened today. She’ll absolutely embellish the story to slander you," Jie Jingchen said with certainty.
Xu Chunyan’s face was burned. It was doubtful she’d be able to go to work tomorrow.
"Who’s ’she’?" Qin i seized on the key point, her smile both carefree and extrely suggestive. "Your childhood sweetheart, Teacher Lin?"
Qin i didn’t care if Xu Chunyan slandered her. As long as she had a clear conscience, nothing else mattered.
Jie Jingchen’s face darkened. He turned and glared coldly at Qin i, displeased. "What childhood sweetheart? What Teacher Lin? I don’t know her."
Qin i’s mouth twitched. She tilted her head, their eyes eting. "Jie Jingchen, you should be more decent. The woman adores you, is deeply in love with you, and refuses to marry anyone else. And now you’re telling you don’t know her? Who are you trying to fool?"
"You." Jie Jingchen’s expression was grim, his eyes holding a cold displeasure.
Qin i stared at him, speechless. ’He really is trying to fool .’
"Sleep now." Qin i tossed out the two words, rolled over, and turned her back to Jie Jingchen.
Jie Jingchen, who was lying on his stomach, tightened his grip on the pillow. He sighed helplessly and spoke softly, "I don’t have that kind of feeling for her."
Qin i shot back sarcastically, "The maiden is willing, but the man is not. What a sha."
"Qin i." Jie Jingchen sounded a little helpless. He disdained explaining things to begin with, especially sothing that wasn’t even true. He only wanted to clarify things because he was worried she would let her imagination run wild.
"Jie Jingchen, if you bother my sleep again, believe it or not, I’ll cripple you," Qin i threatened.
Jie Jingchen’s devilishly handso face instantly turned stiff and cold. A chill seeped into his eyes, along with traces of suppressed anger.
He wasn’t intimidated by Qin i’s threat; he was infuriated by her attitude.
This matter with Teacher Lin—he had rarely been willing to explain himself to her, but now that he was, she couldn’t be bothered to listen.
’There were two possibilities: one, she was proud and arrogant; two, she didn’t care.’
Qin i was truly exhausted. Sleepiness washed over her, and all she wanted to do was sleep.
’If Jie Jingchen and Teacher Lin were really in love with each other, what did it have to do with her? No, wait—with the original owner.’
’If Jie Jingchen liked Teacher Lin, would he have rolled in the sheets with the original owner and then married her? The very thought was impossible.’
’Not all childhood sweethearts end up in a requited romance. So are just friends.’
「The next day.」
Qin i woke up early. Jie Jingchen wasn’t in the room. After she washed up, she saw him return carrying an aluminum lunch box.
"Co have breakfast." Jie Jingchen placed the aluminum lunch box on the stone table under the tree, then turned to go into Jie Jingshan’s room and wheel her out.
"Fourth Sister-in-law." Jie Jingshan was very excited, her gaze full of hope as she looked at Qin i.
"I’ll give you your treatnt after breakfast." Qin i sat on a stone stool, took her own aluminum lunch box out of a sh bag, and opened the lid. It was sweet potato congee with pickled vegetables.
"Okay, thank you, Fourth Sister-in-law." Jie Jingshan was all smiles as she took the lunch box Jie Jingchen handed her.
As Qin i was eating, Jie Jingchen placed a thick envelope on the stone table and pushed it in front of her. "Here, this is from Mom."
Qin i paused, looking at the thick envelope before her. She knew what was inside—it was definitely money.
Qin i finished the last mouthful of her congee, put down her chopsticks, and picked up the envelope to open it. Inside were ten-yuan notes, maybe two or three hundred yuan by the looks of it, along with various coupons: fabric coupons, grain coupons, at coupons, and industrial coupons.
"Is this my deposit from Mom?" Qin i asked Jie Jingchen.
Jie Jingchen looked up, his tone deep, cold, and playful. "No. It’s your allowance from Mom."
Qin i smiled, happily putting the money away. Then she casually asked, "What about Dad? Isn’t he planning on giving an allowance?"
’In the Jie Family, besides the children, there was only her and Jie Jingshan... No, wait, Jing Qi was also a kid. That ant she was the only one without a job or a salary.’
’Jie Jingchen has been in the army for so many years. If he hasn’t been turning over his pay, he must have saved up quite a bit.’
’Qin i thought Jie Jingchen was very stingy. He knew she had no money but didn’t give her any to spend. The hundred yuan she got from Xie Jingchen at Modu Hospital was long gone.’
’You could say she was penniless. But now, with the money Mom gave her, she instantly felt more secure.’
"Wait for Dad to get ho from work and ask him yourself." Jie Jingchen picked up the aluminum lunch boxes to wash them in the kitchen.
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