"Exactly!" Ji Niandong nodded with conviction, then asked sowhat nervously, "Could you lend so money? My dad’s hospital stay has nearly drained all my funds. I went to the supermarket today and realized I’m almost broke. Luckily, the kitchen equipnt at ho is complete, otherwise, I wouldn’t have been able to cook a al for you."
"I’ll pay you back later!" She added.
Lu Beichen sighed with a smile, stood up, took out a black card from his wallet, and handed it to her, "This is my supplentary card. I’ve been wanting to give it to you, but feared you’d refuse. Now that you’ve asked, I’m really happy. You’re already my Mrs. Lu, so why ask for money as if you’re borrowing?"
His tone carried a hint of flirtation and happiness, making Ji Niandong a bit embarrassed, "Even so, I can’t use all of yours!"
Seeing Lu Beichen frown, she quickly took the card in her hand, "Alright, I’ll use Little Uncle’s first. Once I make money, I’ll repay you!"
Lu Beichen was amused by her occasional childishness, "That’s right, Mrs. Lu can’t be a penniless Mrs. Lu. You still need money to take care of !"
Ji Niandong blushed at his teasing, got up, and turned off the stove, "The soup should be ready, let serve you a bowl!"
Lu Beichen seldom ate such ho-cooked als, but today, made by her, they looked and slled wonderful, and he ate with relish.
"I wonder if Doctor Zhu likes these ho-cooked dishes!"
She suddenly ntioned Zhu Yiming, making Lu Beichen’s eyes tighten as he asked, "Why bring him up? When did you two beco familiar?"
Ji Niandong pretended to think, lying on the table saying, "I don’t know how we got familiar." She glanced over playfully, "Little Uncle, you really get jealous easily, don’t you?"
Jealous? Lu Beichen almost choked on the ribs soup.
"Are you saying I’m jealous of Zhu Yiming, who’s not clean except for his hands?" Lu Beichen’s face showed a hint of disdain.
Ji Niandong didn’t refute, "Little Uncle, Shen Congjun and I grew up in the sa neighborhood. His parents passed away early, and he occasionally ca to my house with Lingling for als. Later, he got busy, so I found things to do at ho. Thinking back, maybe you’re right; in five years, our relationship was more like family than lovers. Perhaps I wasn’t that fond of him, so I felt sad but not heartbroken or desperate. However, with so many years involved, regardless of the feelings, it’s hard for to let go quickly! But I have no romantic feelings for him anymore."
She was subtly addressing the question he asked her when he was drunk last night.
Lu Beichen listened without interrupting, as she continued, "As for Doctor Zhu, it might be because of you that he perford the surgery on my dad, but I’ve always wanted to thank him. However, soone like him probably lacks nothing. Since he’s a good friend of yours, he surely knows about our marriage. How about I cook a al at ho as a thank-you gesture for him?"
So that’s how it is; but who’s to say he gets to enjoy such a privilege after only the first al?
Lu Beichen responded softly, "Do you know why Zhu Yiming isn’t clean except for his hands?"
Ji Niandong’s face was full of curiosity.
"His fingers are clean and slender, saving countless lives, thus they’re sacred. But indeed, he lacks nothing except an endless supply of won. You want to thank him? I could send him a dozen won as a gift."
Ji Niandong imdiately understood his aning, "Never thought such a scholarly Doctor Zhu... would be so suave!"
"So, it’s best to minimize contact with him!"
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