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nTranslator: Dragon Boat Translation Editor: Dragon Boat Translation

nThey bought five pounds of meat, an old hen, and some vegetables.

nShang Jingheng wanted to buy more.

nBut he was stopped by Qin Yiyi. “You don’t have to buy so much. Just wait until two days later.”

nNowadays, it was much more convenient than before.

nOn the first thirty days of the New Year, supermarkets and markets were almost always open.

nThey could eat out and buy whenever they wanted.

n“It won’t taste good if you keep it in the fridge for too long.”

nShang Jingheng smiled slightly when he heard this. “Alright, I’ll listen to you.”

nIn the future, he would come over to accompany Yiyi to buy vegetables and cook!

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nThe two of them walked back. Qin Yiyi bought some beautiful fruits again, and Shang Jingheng only cared about bringing them up at the back.

nHe looked at her indifferent expression and her eyes that were flowing with a hint of estrangement.

nShang Jingheng’s gaze turned slightly. He felt a little amused and angry at the same time.

nThis girl was probably only obsessed with food and all the so-called good-looking and beautiful people and things in her eyes, right?

nThat was true.

nIf he didn’t have such a face back then…

nHe was afraid that this girl would definitely leave him in his misery.

nYes, it was fortunate that he had such a face.

nA smile flashed across his eyes. He turned his head and bumped into Qin Yiyi’s slightly furrowed brows.

nHowever, before Shang Jingheng could say anything.

nQin Yiyi glanced at him and walked out in big strides.

n“I’m cold. Hurry up. Let’s go home.”

n“Are you cold? Then I…”

n“Don’t take off your coat. Don’t tell me to wear a scarf!”

nQin Yiyi turned her head and glared at him as she walked. Her eyes were filled with killing intent.

nThis made Shang Jingheng laugh and feel angry.

n“Alright, alright. Then let’s hurry home.”

nHe nodded and followed Qin Yiyi’s speed with his long legs.

nQin Yiyi took a few steps forward.

nSuddenly, she turned her head back.

nFortunately, Shang Jingheng had been paying attention to her from the beginning to the end. Otherwise, they would have bumped into each other.

nHe stopped as well. “Yiyi?”

n“Don’t laugh casually outside in the future!”

nAs if she felt that her words were a little abrupt, she added with a snort.

n“Your life is mine. I’ve saved you several times. I don’t want you to show your smile to them!”

nQin Yiyi’s words were really just words.

nShe didn’t like so many people looking at Shang Jingheng with all kinds of gazes and thoughts!

nShang Jingheng’s eyes flashed slightly as a thought flashed through his mind.

nBut he had run too fast and missed!

nHe didn’t mind it and just nodded at Qin Yiyi with a slightly unpleasant tone.

n“Okay, I’ll listen to Yiyi.”

nThose people made her angry.

nThey made her angry!

nThe two of them went home together. Old Master Fang only glanced at the big and small bags in Shang Jingheng’s hand, and his granddaughter’s empty hand…

nOh, it wasn’t empty.

nQin Yiyi had a half-finished cup of milk tea in her hand.

nWhen she entered, she was still sipping on it like a little mouse.

nOld Master Fang felt that he was too ashamed to look at her, so he glared at her.

n“I told you to go out and buy things, but you actually pulled Little Shang over to do hard labor…”

n“Grandpa, you’ve wronged me. I didn’t call him.”

n“Grandpa, you’re wrong. It was just a coincidence. Yiyi really didn’t call me over.”

nMoreover, he really liked doing things with this little girl!

nIn the kitchen.

nOld Master Fang and Shang Jingheng were making noodles, chopping meat, mixing fillings, and making dumplings.

nQin Yiyi… was watching cartoons with old lady Fang!

nIt had to be said that regardless of whether it was old master Fang or Shang Jingheng, they were both experts at cooking.

nDumplings for four people and a pot of soup.

nThe two of them chatted and laughed, and in the blink of an eye, it was done.

nQin Yiyi sat there and waited to eat.

nAfter the meal, she didn’t even have to wash the dishes. Shang Jingheng had done it all!

nIn his words, after eating the master’s dumplings, he had to show some respect, right?

nAlthough it was the new year, the wind outside was very strong, and firecrackers were not allowed. The whole night of laughing and joking was over.

n9:30 pm.

nQin Yiyi looked at Shang Jingheng again and muttered to herself, ‘Why isn’t this person leaving yet?’

nHer grandmother was already asleep, and Grandpa… Well, Grandpa definitely wouldn’t sleep.

nHe was sitting at the side and watching cartoons with his eyes wide open.

nQin Yiyi felt that her grandpa was probably secretly watching it so that he could have a common topic with her grandma the next day?

nYes, that must be the case!

nHer grandfather was really good to her grandmother!

nShang Jingheng,”…”

nHowever, it was indeed time to return to his own home.

nHe looked at Qin Yiyi with some reluctance as he picked up his phone and tapped a few times on WeChat.

nQin Yiyi felt her WeChat vibrate.

nShe raised her eyebrows and looked at Shang Jingheng with some confusion,

nWhat kind of habit was this?

nWe’re sitting right here and you’re sending a WeChat message?

nShe lowered her head to take a look. With a yelp, her gaze fell on the two words ‘Red Envelope’.

nAnd Shang Jingheng also added a sentence.

n‘Happy New Year, student Qin Yiyi!’

nQin Yiyi thought of Lu Jinwan’s happiness when she received the red envelope from her family members.

nShe couldn’t help but blink twice as well and extended her finger to point.

nIn the end…

nThree, four… six… A six-digit red packet!

nShe raised her eyes and pursed her lips. “Does your family have a lot of money?”

n“It’s just so-so. It’s alright.”

nAt the very least, it was more than enough to raise a few little girls!

nOf course, he didn’t need to raise a few. The one in front of him was enough.

nQin Yiyi thought about it and nodded twice. Then, she waved her hand in a very domineering manner.

n“I also wish you a happy new year. Take it to buy candy tomorrow.”

nHe could feel the vibration of his phone’s WeChat.

nShang Jingheng did not lower his head to look. He smiled and bid farewell to Old Master Fang and Qin Yiyi before heading home.

nDing Yi drove.

nShang Jingheng threw a thermos box to him.

n“These are for you, Ding Yi. The next time I let you off, you can go up and eat.”

nHe even made them want to turn their heads and think of him.

nHow tiring.

n“Thank you, sir. Thank you, Miss Qin!”

nDing Yi didn’t expect that he would have dumplings to eat.

nHe was very happy, and he was really grateful to Qin Yiyi.

nHe rolled his eyes and said softly, “Sir, the Qin family seems to have some small movements. Also, that Qin Jiatong bought a group of Internet trolls, but she probably didn’t dare to make any big movements. She was a little careful, but it is slowly fermenting… this matter, do you want to…”

n“Let’s take a look first.”

nHowever, he still urged Ding Yi, “Get someone to keep an eye on those people from the Qin family, especially Qin Jiatong.”

nHe had to be careful that the other party was desperate!

nThe next day, the Old Lady Fang went for a check-up following her appointment.

nThe three of them took a taxi to the hospital and had lunch outside.

nWhen they came back, it was already past two in the afternoon.

nAfter coaxing Old Lady Fang to sleep, Qin Yiyi went straight into her large study room.

nShe turned on her computer and first checked her email.

nThere were statement that Du Wuniang had sent her and some matters that needed her to decide.

nThe other person was Qin San. Other than sending her some bonus reports, he had even said that he would come and pay her a new year’s greeting.

nHe had asked her where she was and if he could be filial to her.

nSeeing the flattery in this guy’s words, Qin Yiyi couldn’t help but twitch her lips.

nAs expected of someone who could bend and stretch!

nShe thought for a moment and happily replied to both of them with an email.

nAs for what Qin San said about paying respects for filial piety…

nQin Yiyi pretended not to see it.

nSeeing that the email was sent out, Qin Yiyi’s hand that was about to turn off the computer paused slightly.

nShe remembered the matter of Shang Jingheng sending her a red packet.

nIt was the new year, it was the first month of the new year…

nQin Yiyi thought about it. Although she had a lot of money to spend after the new year, she could still earn a lot.

nMoreover, Du Wuniang and Qin San both earned quite a lot for her this time.

nWell, as a boss, she had to express her gratitude.

nShe couldn’t just let the horses run and not let them eat grass.

nThey would starve to death.

nWith this thought, she decisively opened her phone and pulled out Du Wuniang and Qin San’s WeChat.

nA red envelope had been transferred to both of them, containing an eight-digit number!

nThen, she silently exited WeChat and went to work on her own account.

nShe did not know that on the other end of the phone, Du Wuniang and Qin San were looking at the extra money transfers on their phones and were a little confused.

nCoincidentally, the two of them were talking about something together again.

nOnly then did Qin san plan to leave.

nHe checked his WeChat and took a look at the message. The corner of his mouth twitched.

nWhat did the boss mean by this?

nBeside him, Du Wuniang was also confused, but she was thinking even more.

nCould it be that little boss felt that he couldn’t cure her injury?

nSo she used this money to compensate her?

nWith this thought, Du Wuniang’s face turned pale.

nThe hand holding the phone trembled slightly.

nHer eyes were filled with madness, despair, and sorrow.

nAs expected, she shouldn’t have trusted that kind of hope!

nLook, didn’t she fall down?

n“Eh, what’s wrong with you? Are you feeling unwell?”

nAlthough in the eyes of the people outside, Qin San wasn’t the mighty and awe-inspiring Qin San who had stomped his feet on the Ghost Street and shook it three times in the past.

nBut his prestige was still there!

nEven though Du Wuniang had been quite close to Qin San recently because of Qin Yiyi, she still had some misgivings deep down.

nDu Wuniang subconsciously opened her mouth when he looked at her like that.

n“The Boss gave me a big red packet. I’m afraid that my injury…”

n“Hey, she gave you a big red packet too? I have one too. Haha, not to mention, the boss is quite generous. He gave us a big red packet during the New Year.”

nAlthough he didn’t lack the money.

nBut!

nWho wouldn’t want to be valued?

nQin San felt that he was just itching to get rich.

nOtherwise, why would he have to give away more than half of his own business? Now, the Boss had just given him a red packet.

nHe was actually really touched!

nDamn!

n“What did you say?”

nQin San’s words almost gave Du Wuniang a shot in the arm.

nShe instantly looked up and her eyes lit up as she looked at Qin San beside her.

n“What did you say just now? This money, is it the new year’s bonus that the boss gave us?”

n“Yes, isn’t it written on it? ‘Happy New Year’?”

nQin San looked at Du Wuniang in surprise and lowered his head to show her his phone.

nBut when he saw it, he, uh, coughed a little awkwardly.

nAlright, it wasn’t written by the boss.

nIt was his own thoughts. However, wasn’t the money being transferred at this time just a red packet for the new year?

nHe glanced at Du Wuniang and patted her shoulder.

n“Although I don’t know what agreement you and Miss Qin had before, I still advise you to believe it since you’ve already made your choice.”

nWhen he said this, Master Qin’s expression became serious.

n“There are rules in the world of martial arts. The most taboo thing is to be two-faced and backstabbing!”

nFor example, before he met Qin Yiyi and wasn’t dealt with by the people of the Shang clan, he was a bad person!

nIn a place like Ghost Street, the rule was that whoever had the biggest fist made sense!

nBut obviously, not all places were like this.

nPower.

nSometimes, it could also be a flash in the pan!

n“I know. I-I don’t have any other intentions…”

nDu Wuniang’s face was slightly red. She bit her lip and lowered her head to look at her phone.

nShe was afraid that Qin Yiyi would immediately tell her that this was the reward or something.

nFortunately, there was no movement on the WeChat page after the transfer!

n“What are you looking at? If you can’t figure it out or feel that you don’t understand, just ask.”

nQin San looked at her troubled expression and rolled his eyes indecently.

nWomen are so troublesome!

nDu Wuniang was not in the mood to pay attention to what he was thinking. She bit her lips and thought for a while.

nIn the end, she sent Qin Yiyi a WeChat message

n“Boss, is this new year’s Lucky Money?”

nThen, she would look down at her phone from time to time.

nUnfortunately, Qin Yiyi didn’t see it at all.

nShe was busy writing spring couplets with old master Fang, pasting the couplets with Fu characters.

nOld Master Fang wrote while Qin Yiyi helped him choose and grind the ink.

nAt first, Old Lady Fang was still sitting in the living room watching cartoons.

nAs time passed, she also began to work with the two of them.

nOf course, they were all not helping.

nThey were either knocking over the ink or pasting the couplets together.

nThe ink was all over the place.

nShe smiled happily as she read it. “Look at them, Yiyi. These two lumps are as ugly as they can get. How did your grandfather write this?”

nQin Yiyi’s eyes curved into a smile.

n“That’s right. Grandfather’s writing is ugly. Later, Grandma, you can come over. I’ll help you, okay?”

n“Okay.”

nOld Lady Fang ran over to the pen rack on the side.

n“My writing is really good. It’s a hundred times better than his.”

n“Yes, I believe in Grandma.”

nQin Yiyi chuckled. She was only in charge of fanning the flames and not taking responsibility for the consequences.

nThen, Old Lady Fang, who had received encouragement, played with the ink all over her body. A total of ten pairs of cut-out couplets were ruined!

nIt was the 29th day of the Lunar New Year.

nQin Yiyi was ordered around by Old Master Fang the moment he woke up in the morning.

nOf course, Old Master Fang wasn’t idle either.

nFried, Fried, and deep-fried…

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nPots and pots of fried fruits from her memories appeared before her eyes.

nQin Yiyi looked at the figures busy in the kitchen.

nBeside her ears was Old Lady Fang’s high-pitched voice calling out from time to time in the living room…

nAs she lowered her eyes, Qin Yiyi’s eyes gradually turned red.

nIn her previous life, she hadn’t been able to properly filial to her grandparents. This time, she had to properly guard and take care of the two elders!

nOn the morning of the 30th day of the Lunar New Year.

nQin Yiyi was still running a few laps on her way home when she was stopped by a big man dressed in black.

n“You must be Qin Yiyi. Our young miss invites you over.”

nQin Yiyi stopped and took a towel to wipe the sweat off her forehead. She did not give the other party a single glance out of the corner of her eye.

n“I’m not free. I’m not going. Make way..”

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