"Oh oh."
Qin Miaomiao felt like her whole body had frozen. Since when did Xiao Chen beco so amazing?
Could it be a case of "silent wealth accumulation"?
Sure enough, geniuses are always like bugs in the system. She needed so ti to settle herself.
As she was pondering, Ou Beichen suddenly pulled out a backpack from who knows where, and from inside... he took out several thick stacks of cash, all crisp and new!
His face looked very refined, but with a hint of adorable goofiness, as he neatly placed the stacks of money in front of her, and declared seriously:
"Sis, this is the living allowance I earned."
Qin Miaomiao stared at those twenty stacks of cash, clutching at her wildly beating heart, nervously grabbing his hand. Suppressing her astonishnt, she asked in a low voice:
"Xiao Chen, did you... rob a bank last night?"
"No."
"Hacked into a bank’s accounts?"
"No."
"Then how did you get this money?"
Ou Beichen thought for a mont and earnestly replied, "I did so work for your husband, and he paid a wage. Two hundred thousand a month — is this enough for my living expenses?"
Qin Miaomiao gritted her teeth. "That Lu Qing! He’s even exploiting child labor now! Let tell you — with your talent, even a million a month would be undervalued!"
Ou Beichen nodded. "Okay. Next ti I’ll ask him to raise the price. The money is for you, Sis. Buy a set of pajamas and a bed."
She ruffled his hair—it felt like patting the proverbial silly son of a landlord.
"Forget about paying ’living expenses’ to your sister. Just save it up for yourself to use when you get married."
Saying that, she stuffed the stacks of money back into the backpack, all of it real cash. Her heart was aching!
Xiao Chen was absolutely incredible. She couldn’t help but wonder which gold-digging vixen might end up marrying him—ugh, no, being married to him!
"Keep the money with you. I don’t need it. I’m going back to my room."
"Wait, go back to what room? You’re only fifteen, yet you act so reclusive all the ti! Sis will take you out to have so fun."
And so, Qin Miaomiao dragged Ou Beichen out for a shopping spree. Amid the bustling crowd, Qin Miaomiao held tightly onto Ou Beichen’s hand as they walked through the center, while Old Big and Little Fourth flanked them on either side, firmly guarding the optimal positions for protection, their eyes watchful and alert.
Qin Miaomiao glanced at Old Big. It seed sothing had been done to his face, transforming it from delicate and seductive beauty to... utterly ordinary—a face no one would look at twice, practically blending into the background!
Old Big truly deserved his position as the eldest; he was absolutely masterful!
"Xiao Chen, want so candied hawthorn?"
"Sure."
"Xiao Chen, want so ice cream?"
"Sure."
"Xiao Chen, look! There’s a claw machine. Let win sothing for you, okay?"
Ou Beichen was thus dragged over to the claw machine, holding two sticks of candied hawthorn in his left hand and two tubs of ice cream in his right.
However, seeing Qin Miaomiao’s excited face, Ou Beichen’s expression softened gradually. He quietly stepped closer and hooked his pinky finger around hers.
All of Qin Miaomiao’s attention was fixed on the claw machine. She was just about to snag a prize! But at the crucial mont, the claw loosened, and the toy dropped down.
"What kind of junk is this? Such a scam! I’m done playing."
Ou Beichen glanced at it and said:
"Let try."
"You know how?"
She obediently stepped aside, inserted the ga token, and watched as he effortlessly manipulated the machine. He moved the claw, and though it loosened slightly, it sohow perfectly dropped the toy into the prize slot!
It really... just caught it like that?
"Do you want more?"
He asked.
Qin Miaomiao’s eyes sparkled with admiration as she exclaid excitedly:
"Yes!"
"Okay."
Half an hour later...
"Xiao Chen, you’ve cleared out all the toys from this claw machine! The shop owner is literally giving you funny looks."
"Sis, do you still want more?"
So... Should she say yes, or should she say no?
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