Transmigrating to a Poor Family: Quietly Becoming Rich 162: Chapter 162
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Tomorrow at the Court, once Xian Cheng speaks, there will be officers to gather evidence. What is there to worry about? 0
 
Both of them had their hair down. Qi Chong occasionally reached out to tuck away the stray strands from her forehead, while Yu Chunmiao kindly wiped the sweat from his brow. 0
 
Two lanterns were placed on the chair, illuminating their space. 0
 
Yu Chunmiao said, "Boss Lu Zi has helped us so much. His family has everything, and we have nothing to repay him with. I was thinking of making them a lunch tomorrow as a token of our gratitude. What do you think?" 0
 
Qi Chong nodded in agreement, "Sure, what ingredients do you need? I'll accompany you to buy them tomorrow." 0
 
That night, Qi Chong experienced once again the feeling of being newlyweds. Since they were at someone else's home, both of them suppressed any other thoughts. 0
 
Fortunately, Yu Chunmiao had many modern ideas; she lay on Qi Chong's chest, tracing his Adam's apple and recounting her life story. 0
 
From her school days to her grandmother, to the loss of both her parents, to repaying debts, and finally to the day that ended her life in that arena. 0
 
"So, Xiao Wei is really a horse," Qi Chong remarked as he tilted his chin up. 0
 
As he spoke, his Adam's apple moved, and she could feel the vibrations of his voice. 0
 
Yu Chunmiao was having a great time. "What do you think? Did you think I had someone in my heart?" 0
 
Qi Chong replied with a hum, "The first time I heard you call your cousin Xiao Wei, it made me feel uncomfortable." 0
 
"How did you know about Xiao Wei? Did I talk in my sleep?" 0
 
"You were drunk that day and said a lot. It sounded just like you were talking to a lover." 0
 
Yu Chunmiao reflected on this and realized why he had ignored her after getting drunk; it turned out he was jealous. 0
 
Qi Chong suddenly thought of something and held her mischievous hand, asking, "You lived for twenty-eight years in that world; did you have a lover? Did you like him? What was he like?" 0
 
Yu Chunmiao sighed, "At such a young age, I carried a heavy debt; how could I have time to think about men? Fortunately, I met you here; otherwise, I would have passed away without ever having been in love. Truly a pity for talented individuals—what a lifelong regret!" 0
 
As they chatted away, neither knew who fell asleep first. 0
 
The next morning, Yu Chunmiao pulled Qi Chong into Qi Rong's courtyard, ready to have breakfast together. 0
 
Upon entering the dining room, they saw two maids coaxing Lu Zhi Xun to drink a cup of milk. 0
 
"Little Ancestor," one maid said, "You need to drink a cup of milk every morning and evening; if you don’t drink it, the master will punish us." 0
 
Lu Zhi Xun dodged the milk cup and ran aside. "I want it! Brother, come with me!" 0
 
Just then, Qi Rong walked in after finishing his morning routine and greeted the couple. 0
 
 
"Brother, let me first coax him into drinking that milk," she said. 0
 
The two of them sat down to see how Qi Rong would manage to persuade the child. Qi Rong took another cup of milk, took a small sip, and pretended to grimace. "It's not good, really not good," he said dramatically. But even this was too much for Manly Man, who might never find a wife if he couldn't handle such things. 0
 
Lu Zhi Xun tilted his head and asked, "Why?" 0
 
Qi Rong finished the milk in one gulp and pointed at Qi Chong. "Look at how tall and strong my brother is; he has to drink this. I want my brother to grow even taller and stronger than him." 0
 
Then he pointed at Yu Chunmiao. "My brother's brother is tall and big, which is why he married such a beautiful wife. If you don't drink this, you'll grow thin and small, and you'll only be able to marry someone unattractive." 0
 
Lu Zhi Xun glanced at Qi Chong and then at Yu Chunmiao, silently frowning as he finished the milk. 0
 
The two maids felt a wave of relief; thankfully, there was still Rong Xiao Ge who came up with new ways every day to coax their young master into drinking milk. 0
 
In Yu Chunmiao's memory, milk was always delicious. She took the empty cup from the maid's hand and sniffed it. A burnt smell mixed with a fishy odor wafted up, making it clear that it was not good at all. 0
 
 
 
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