Your warmth, my love

Chapter 8 A problem that money can solve is not a problem

My brother didn't speak, but my sister-in-law said, "Recently, the price of vegetables and meat has increased, and there are few people eating, and your brother needs physical therapy."

"Sister-in-law, stop talking." I stood up, walked to her side and said, "Money is not a problem, I will transfer it to you tomorrow."

Brother finally spoke: "Jiajia, you have had a hard time too, don't give us money all the time."

When I saw Mrs. Sao glaring at him, I shook my head, "It's okay, my bonus this month is not bad."

He Jiacheng's leg was injured two years ago, and he managed to save it but lost consciousness. He had to rely on regular physical therapy to activate his nerves. I helped him open this small restaurant. Later, he met his sister-in-law and got married. He can have someone by his side Serving, I also rest assured that the restaurant can only make ends meet, and most of the time it depends on me to give them money. Over time, in addition to the money for the nursing home every month, I give more of my expenses to my sister-in-law.

The sister-in-law was polite at first, but then she didn't feel anything. I also felt that if the problem can be solved by money, it is not a problem.

After chatting with my brother and sister-in-law, I left the restaurant. On the way home, I called Lu Chengying to tell him not to come to the restaurant. He was naturally happy, and gave me an address to let me go there now.

The places Lu Chengying chooses are always high-end and elegant, and this time is no exception. He ordered a western restaurant. When I arrived, he had already asked the waiter to wake up the red wine, and he leaned against the window to watch the night view alone.

After I sat down and looked at Lu Chengying who was in a daze, my stomach growled, "Did you order?"

Lu Chengying withdrew her gaze, looked at me, and laughed twice, "I ordered it, it's all what you like to eat."

"I want to eat rice with Kung Pao Chicken now." I gave Lu Chengying a vain look, "Now I feel like my stomach can't digest this kind of western food."

"Tsk tsk tsk, I still can't digest it. You can't even swallow Kung Pao chicken for two years, isn't it delicious now?"

"Tch, does that mean I have to talk about your great kindness every day, thank you for saving me in dire straits?"

Lu Chengying was happy now, and said meanly: "If you want to repay your kindness, I don't mind if I promise you with your body."

I stopped in time: "It's worth it, you will go astray in three sentences."

The waiter began to serve the dishes. To be honest, candlelight, prince, steak, everything reveals romance. I cut the steak on the plate honestly. Lu Chengying said some irrelevant words and some innocuous jokes , harmless.

Just as I was talking, there was a sound of applause not far away. I looked at him and saw Zou Moyan walking towards us at a glance. I wondered why this person is so haunted!
"Where are you two candlelight dinners?" Zou Moyan stood beside me and looked at us. When I lowered my head a little, I saw Lu Chengying's hand holding the knife and fork turned white from exertion. He replied, "Is there any problem, Mr. Zou?"

"When I see an acquaintance, I naturally want to say hello." Zou Yanmo looked at me, chuckled, took a piece of beef with my fork, put it in his mouth, and wiped the corners of his mouth with my napkin. With a nodding voice against my neck, he said softly, "Jiajia, I remember you like the ones that are very well done."

"Bada." The knife in my hand fell on the table without knowing it, and I looked at Zou Moyan in disbelief. He smiled and didn't speak. What do you want to do?"

(End of this chapter)