Reborn in the Seventies: Pampered Wife, Owning some Farmland Chapter 1345 - 1346: Live Your Own Life, Let Others Talk!

Wu Qian felt that every ti she got close to him, to understand him, he was different from the rich second-generation heirs she had in mind.

Other rich heirs, wouldn’t they disdain hardship?

Eating the best, wearing the best, driving the best cars, but he was not like that?

His clothes should be from their own company.

The car he drives, if it hadn’t been for the accident last ti, he would probably still be driving that one, right?

As for food, he’d been to modest restaurants.

"Quite surprised?"

Wu Qian nodded honestly, "Yes, different from the rich heirs I’ve imagined."

Yun Mingrui beca interested, "What is your imagined rich heir like?"

Wu Qian thought for a mont, "Eating sea cucumbers and abalones, driving sports cars, wearing designer clothes."

Yun Mingrui chuckled, "That kind exists in Kyoto."

He had seen so rich heirs before.

He was a rich heir and also the son of an official, but such titles did not seem glorious to him.

Just like what mother said: Live your own life, let others talk!

You can’t let so trifles disturb your peace, can you?

Sotis, isn’t it a joy to live a bit more freely?

Rich heirs: driving sports cars, clubbing, promiscuity? Seeking thrills?

He didn’t like that kind of nightlife.

Actually, he was still thankful for his father’s training, otherwise, he might not be any better than those rich heirs who only ask their family for money.

Wu Qian was stunned for a mont, she did not expect Yun Mingrui to respond like this.

"Finished eating, shall we go buy groceries then?"

Wu Qian was not swayed, nor tempted, and directly refused, "No way."

Although he wouldn’t be recognized if he dressed up, and this was the old town area.

"Why not?"

Wu Qian scrambled for an excuse, "You just stay at ho, I’ll be back soon?"

Stay at ho?

Yun Mingrui glanced at the room, "Okay."

His easy agreent made Wu Qian feel sowhat unreal?

Wasn’t he supposed to stand by his principles?

How co he agreed so readily?

Wu Qian went out to buy groceries in a daze.

Little did she know that after she left, Yun Mingrui entered her room.

Initially, he was a gentleman and should not have entered the room without the owner’s consent.

But he was really curious, what does a girl’s boudoir look like?

Like Xingxing’s, a pink room?

Turning the door knob, he glanced inside; the small room’s layout was within his view.

A bed, a desk, a wardrobe, just that simple.

There were many books on the desk.

Sitting on the chair, he casually pulled out a book and was about to read it when he noticed a piece of paper falling out from between the pages, which he picked up from the floor, and was stunned when he saw whose photo it was.

Was it cut out from a newspaper?

Was it his photo?

Did she like him?

Considering this possibility, Yun Mingrui’s face revealed a smile.

He flipped through an English dictionary.

There were so notes on it, it seed her grades were quite good, otherwise there wouldn’t be so many certificates on the living room wall.

Good grades. Because of her grades, she had applied for scholarships.

Wu Qian arrived at the market and was reminded by the bustling scene why she had co to the market - had he specified what he wanted to eat, was her cooking necessary?

But then she thought: She still needed him to investigate the news about her mother, she had to cook regardless.

She generally didn’t want to buy expensive greenhouse vegetables.

However, she finally made up her mind to buy so at and vegetables to take ho.

"I’m back." Yun Mingrui sat in the living room, hearing the sound of the door, he knew she had returned with groceries.

Wu Qian glanced over, feeling sothing was off.

"My cooking skills are not great, don’t be too critical later."