She is a heartthrob who wants to live a good life

Cheng Qinji slammed the back of her hand against the door frame, then pulled it back and shook it: "Comrade Shen, you didn't hit me, did you?"

Shen Weicang shook his head: "It's okay."

She looked at the noodle shop in front of her, a little tangled: "Cheng... Brother Cheng, let's go home and stop spending money."

As soon as she finished speaking, her stomach growled.

The girl quickly covered her stomach with her hands, a blush appeared on her cheeks, and she lowered her head, too embarrassed to look at Cheng Qinji.

Cheng Qinji looked at her lovingly, her eyes full of tenderness: "I'm so hungry that my stomach is growling. Comrade Shen, just think of it as accompanying me for a meal. I'm alone in this unfamiliar place, and it's very uncomfortable to eat."

Shen Weicang and Zhou Minqing followed him into the noodle shop and sat down at a table. Seeing that he ordered four bowls of beef noodles, Zhou Minqing said quickly:

"Mr. Cheng, you don't need so much. Minhong can't finish a whole bowl, so just share one bowl with me."

Cheng Qinji joked, "It's okay. I'll eat it if you can't finish it. It won't be wasted."

Zhou Minqing was still a little embarrassed: "How can I let you eat the leftovers?"

Shen Weicang also took over the conversation: "That's right, Brother Cheng, how can someone like you eat the leftovers."

Cheng Qinji found that whenever she heard Comrade Shen's voice, she would be filled with joy from the bottom of her heart, and her smile never disappeared: "What kind of person am I?"

"You can drive a car, and you're so generous when you treat us to a meal," Shen Weicang looked at him very seriously, "Your family must be well off."

Cheng Qinji did not deny: "I was taken care of by my elders and benefited from their kindness."

The smile on Shen Weicang's lips became more and more vivid: "So, you have been enjoying a good life since you were a child, why would you be willing to eat what others have left over."

"And don't worry," she put her hand to her mouth and lowered her voice, but her tone was confident, "We will definitely not leave any leftovers. If Minhong can't finish it later, Sister Qingqing and I will eat it all."

She poked Zhou Minqing's arm and said, "We haven't come here to eat beef noodles before. We will definitely not waste your kindness, Sister Qingqing, right?"

Zhou Minqing exclaimed, "Ah!" and agreed with her, "Yes, I said, how can we let Mr. Cheng eat the leftovers?"

She felt a little guilty and her words were incoherent: "Let's just eat."

Cang Cang is a natural liar. Although her family is not as well off as her parents, they can still afford beef noodles. It's just a matter of whether she is willing to spend the money or not.

The noodles were served quickly. Cheng Qinji felt so distressed when she heard Shen Weicang talking to her with a smile that she put all the meat in her bowl into hers.

"Comrade Shen, eat more meat. Today is my treat. You must eat enough before you leave."

Shen Weicang did not refuse this time and accepted it generously:

"How can we really let you treat us? We have money with us today. Mr. Cheng, we won't give you the ticket. We'll give you the money for the noodles later."

Zhou Minqing fiddled with her hands under the table. They didn't have any money.

Cheng Qinji was about to order more food, but stopped when he heard her words: "That won't work."

He pretended to be serious and said with a playful smile: "I just said that I would treat you all. Everyone in this noodle shop heard it. I will ask for your money later. What's going on?"

"Comrade Shen, please give me some face and let me take the limelight."

Cheng Qinji has been spoiled since he was a child. If he wanted the moon, his family would want to pick the moon and stars together for him. He is good at acting coquettishly in front of his elders, and now he can do it with ease when facing Shen Weicang.

Shen Weicang really didn't insist: "Okay then."

Cheng Qinji ordered several more dishes, mostly meat dishes, and added some smashed cucumber.

Just now, he was only thinking about having a simple meal, but he didn't expect that this was actually a rare meal for Comrade Shen, and he felt very distressed.

Shen Weicang tried to stop them several times but failed, and said anxiously, "Brother Cheng, we only have a few of us, why would we need so many?"

She bit her lip a little embarrassedly: "Sister Qingqing and I can finish this beef noodles, but with so many dishes, we definitely can't finish it today."

"Even if you have money, you can't be so extravagant."

She lowered her voice when she said the last sentence, which sounded more like a well-intentioned complaint. Cheng Qinji felt that the distance between herself and Comrade Shen had suddenly shortened a lot.

He joked, "It's okay, I have more money than I can spend."

Shen Weicang picked up a piece of noodles with chopsticks, blew on it and put it into his mouth. After hearing him say such heroic words, he immediately raised his head and looked at him in amazement, his eyes full of envy:

"Brother Cheng, what does your family do?"

She pointed at Cheng Qinji's necklace and said, "You are dressed like a rich person. Even your hair is different from the people in our village."

Cheng Qinji has a fair and tender appearance. She does not have the aggressive and cold temperament of Pei Jingche, nor the gentle and refined bookish air of Zhu Yanfeng. Her whole face is quite youthful.

His eyes were full of light. From the first time he met Shen Weicang until now, he always had a smile on his face. When his eyes were curved, he had bags under his eyes, which made him look even more adorable.

Cheng Qinji lowered her head to look at her clothes, then raised her hand to touch her hair: "I'm also wearing a shirt and jeans, but the style is a bit exaggerated."

"I had my hair permed before," he said shyly, "Does it look bad? I was trying to be fashionable at the time, but I actually regretted it after getting it permed."

Shen Weicang praised it generously, although it was a bit perfunctory: "No, I think it's beautiful."

Cheng Qinji wore a shirt with large prints, a pair of jeans and a brown leather belt.

The shirt was hastily tucked halfway into the trousers, showing off her slender waist. Two of the top buttons were open, revealing her fair and delicate collarbone just right.

Although the shirt was loose, it did not look cumbersome when he wore it, but instead wrapped his broad shoulders and chest just right.

This style of dressing is very bold. If it is not suitable, it will easily make people look short, skinny, short-legged and ungraceful, but Cheng Qinji has mastered it.

The curly hair on the top of the head adds a bit of bad boy temperament, which makes the originally innocent and sunny-looking person have a bit of the opposite temperament, making him even more eye-catching.

Shen Weicang sighed in his heart, this is all brought by money.

She was completely blind to Cheng Qinji's superior appearance and had only one thought in mind -

It's nice to have money.

In the past, the clothes she wore were all made by herself at home. Considering that she was still growing, the clothes made for her by Shen's mother in previous years were all too loose and baggy. How could they fit her like Cheng Qinji's clothes, and they didn't look good at all.

The Shen family used to live a comfortable life. Mr. Shen had four brothers, and the whole family worked hard. Mr. Shen and Ms. Shen did the most work, and they were not the type to suffer losses, so they got a lot of money at home.

But even so, Shen Weicang's mother still had to be careful with her money when buying cloth to make clothes.

Only rich people don’t care about that little bit of cloth. When the child grows up, you can just redo it.

Having failed to trick him into giving her money, Shen Weicang was still thinking about Cheng Qinji's necklace. She didn't really care about his clothes and hairstyle, so she abruptly changed the topic to something that interested her:

"Is that a necklace on your neck? It's so beautiful."

Cheng Qinji raised her hand, pinched the chain, and pulled the pendant out of her shirt.

Shen Weicang was greatly disappointed. He thought it was a valuable necklace, but he didn't expect that the necklace pendant was actually an old round-headed iron block.