Reborn as a rich woman: rich and leisurely

"It's okay." Kuang Rulan said to Su Qing without Lin Jing opening her mouth, "It's just that Sister Jingjing was frightened today. Brother Chuan wants to stay here for one night to accompany Sister Jingjing. Do you mind?"

Lin Jing also said: "If it's inconvenient for him to be a man, just say so. It's okay."

It didn't matter that Lin Jing was alone here last time. Kuang Rulan and Su Qing were staying here this time, so naturally I had to ask them.

Just because I can trust Qin Zichuan's character does not mean that my roommates are obligated to trust him.

Su Qing's eyes glanced at Qin Zichuan in small circles. The Qin Zichuan in front of her and the handsome guy who told her to "shut up" as soon as she opened his mouth were not the same person at all.

It's still so pleasing to the eye. Although it's not her partner, who can understand this feeling? Su Qing waved her hands quickly: "It doesn't matter to me, it really doesn't matter."

Not only did he not say anything, he also helped Qin Zichuan move and make the bed.

"Sister Jingjing, Brother Chuan saved you, now you have to commit yourself to me." Lin Jing's legs and feet were inconvenient, and Miss Kuang Rulan was slow to work. Su Qing joked while making the bed.

Lin Jing thought about it for a moment, but she quickly calmed down. Emotional matters are about mutual affection, and she can't mistake her feelings for her heart's desire and embarrass others.

He said: "If you have to meet me in person to save me, then I don't know how many lifetimes we have to promise you."

Qin Zichuan said: "Well, three lifetimes."

"What?" Su Qing didn't hear clearly, so she turned around and asked again, "What did you just say?"

Qin Zichuan said seriously: "Including Fu Xiaohu and Mo Yongzhu, that's three lifetimes."

Amelia Su regretted asking this a little bit.

Kuang Rulan was also surprised, "Brother Chuan, you don't still want to repay Sister Jingjing, do you?"

Qin Zichuan said nothing.

he thinks.

The atmosphere was awkward.

Kuang Rulan's voice became a little strange, "Brother Chuan, come on."

Qin Zichuan...

But that’s how people are, as long as I’m not embarrassed, others will be embarrassed.

Lin Jing was frightened and tired today, so she lay down and fell asleep.

The next day was the weekend. At this time, most schools and factories implemented single days off. Lin Jing was a person who liked to give herself a day off, and she would not force herself to go to school or work on weekends.

Sleeping in is the most basic respect for the holiday. When you wake up, the smell of chicken in the kitchen has already spread.

Instead of a range hood, an old-fashioned exhaust fan is used to exhaust the smell from the kitchen into the yard, and then spread it from the yard to farther places.

Breakfast is hot chicken noodle soup.

There was only chicken soup, noodles and finely chopped green onion. Not a single piece of chicken was left out, but it was so fragrant that Lin Jing immediately felt like she was reborn.

"Qin Zichuan, thank you." Lin Jing's cheeks were bulging, and her speech was a bit slurred.

Qin Zichuan just smiled lightly.

Kuang Rulan felt that her eyes were dirty. She had seen Qin Zichuan's smile before, but today's smile was... gentle like never before.

Oh my God, Qin Zichuan would be associated with the word gentleness. Kuang Rulan felt that this bowl of noodles must be cherished. After eating this meal, I am afraid there will be no next meal.

Lin Jing didn't think it was a big problem. She had cooked many meals for Qin Zichuan in the past, but she couldn't cook it herself because she was worried about using liquefied gas.

She has clearly realized that her once little mental consciousness seemed to be magnified with her rebirth.

The scent not only spreads around the yard, but also spreads to the next yard.

Soon, Kang Xiaojun and Uncle Lu came over with their own jobs.

Lin Jing asked: "Uncle Lu, why are you here?"

"Ha." Uncle Lu blew his barely there mustache and said politely: "Yesterday you said I was your biological grandfather, but today I am Uncle Lu?"

Lin Jing……

"Okay, Xiao Qin, hurry up. Grandpa hasn't had breakfast yet. Please give him a bowl of noodles." For fear that Lin Jing's family wouldn't have any extra bowls, Uncle Lu thoughtfully brought his own bowls and chopsticks.

Qin Zichuan: "There is no more chicken soup."

Uncle Lu... "You heartless brat!"

Kang Xiaojun knocked on his rice bowl and said with a flattering smile: "Clear soup is fine, as long as you can eat it."

He was still a child and couldn't cook yet. What he didn't expect was that Uncle Lu, who had lived alone for decades and said he did his own things, really did his own things, but it was too unpalatable.

Even if the cold rice that has been heated three times at home is eaten cold again, it will not taste as bad as the food made by Uncle Lu.

He didn't know that normal food could be so abnormal unless he ate it with his own mouth.

Qin Zichuan said: "Then you wait."

Uncle Lu quickly sent his empty bowl over, "I want it too. I'm Jingjing's biological grandfather. You'll have to call me grandpa when you enter the door from now on."

Qin Zichuan took the bowl and said, "Okay."

Uncle Lu said with a smile: "What a great grandson-in-law."

Looking at his expression, Lin Jing was finally sure that he wasn't overly worried. Could it be...?

The noodles in the bowl had been finished. Lin Jing finished the noodle soup at a loss, while she kept thinking in her mind, what should I do? What if he really meant it?

Obviously, Qin Zichuan had a brain circuit, but it was still a bit short compared to ordinary people, so he directly chose the shortest route - giving Lin Jing a stack of real estate certificates.

A stack.

Even if there is no purchase restriction, it is not something that ordinary people can achieve in this era.

Lin Jing picked it up and opened it. There were both old houses and new houses. Some of them were purchased just this month.

Rich people, rich people!

Rich man, shall we be friends?

Before Lin Jing could say anything, Qin Zichuan spoke: "I have a house, a car, a job... and I look pretty good..."

Lin Jing...there's something wrong with this smell.

Qin Zichuan: "Although I'm not as good at making money as you are, I can still support you."

"Oh." Lin Jing looked at him and asked, "Do you think I need your support?"

It seemed that it was not necessary. Qin Zichuan was a little choked on his words. After thinking for a long time, he finally seemed to understand and said, "Then you can support me."

Lin Jing smiled.

Qin Zichuan felt that he had been encouraged and wanted to say the most important thing, but what he finally said was: "Actually, I'm actually okay, really."

Lin Jing almost laughed in her heart, and suddenly felt that he was a bit cute, so she nodded and smiled: "I know."

"I don't know how to say it romantically, but...are you lacking a partner?" Qin Zichuan stuttered a little after he said it, and carefully watched Lin Jing's expression, fearing that she would become angry.

Lin Jing shook her head: "No shortage."

Qin Zichuan was disappointed, like a drowning man who saw a piece of driftwood but couldn't catch it.

Just when Lin Jing was wondering if she was being a little pretentious, she saw him stand up, put the pile of real estate certificates in her arms, hold it down firmly and said solemnly: "You must lack it!"