I have big problems with my superpowers and my relationship

"No wonder...Xiao Lu, I want to tell you something from my heart."

Wei Changsong's expression changed, he looked around furtively, lowered his voice and whispered: "Friends can talk, but you have to be aware of the situation and don't let anyone cheat you."

"There's a saying that goes, before marriage, a man's money can only be shown to a woman, not spent."

"Inviting people to dinner and a movie is fine, but forget about the rest."

"..."

With a serious tone and a serious expression, it can be seen that Wei Changsong really wants to remind Lu Chen not to be deceived by that bad girl.

When Lu Chen heard his earnest advice, he was speechless and his eyes became slightly embarrassed.

To be honest, he actually agrees with these words.

Even though his ideas are not as advanced as Wang Tianyu's "reverse gold coin explosion", Lu Chen is also aware that he will never be an "ATM".

but......

But he had just spent a lot of money on a woman, even going so far as to incur a "huge debt" for it.

The restaurant was worth at most a few hundred thousand dollars, but he bought it for half a million dollars.

With this calculation, I gave Qingbao nearly 400,000 yuan.

Obviously, if viewed from a third-person perspective, Lu Chen's behavior was undoubtedly the purest form of being taken advantage of.

No wonder Wang Tianyu called him an idiot.

But the strange thing is that Lu Chen didn’t think he was an idiot, and he didn’t even hesitate when he made the decision.

Whether out of "emotion" or "responsibility", Lu Chen believes that he should help Qingbao.

I have this ability and Qingbao needs it, that's all.

Just like parents who will spend all their money to treat their children, or soldiers who will sacrifice their lives when the country needs them... there are always some emotions and bonds that transcend "personal interests."

The same applies to love.

So, maybe “giving” is not the key to the problem.

The key is whether the other party is worth your efforts.

......

......

"La la la~ la la la~"

"Click~"

On the other side, in the spring breeze.

Just when Lu Chen was still wondering why he "treated" Qin Wanqing differently, Comrade Xiao Qin opened the door of the apartment humming a little tune.

She had just shared her joy with Song Qiao, and now she was ready to share it with Lu Chen!

Of course, there are still three hours before Lu Chen gets home from get off work, so he can’t share it for the time being.

But preparation work must be done first!

"Xiao Huang~ I bought you a large starch sausage!"

Qin Wanqing put the bag full of ingredients on the coffee table and took out a large starch sausage as thick as her wrist from it. The yellow-haired man was so surprised by the sight.

"Woof woof! What is this!!"

"Oh fuck! My saliva is about to drip down!!"

The tail was wagging wildly, and it jumped up and down around Qin Wanqing. The yellow-haired cat's cry was as urgent as it could be, even more excited than seeing Afang.

Qin Wanqing didn't keep the dog in suspense and quickly opened the packaging, broke the starch sausage into two pieces and put them in the dog bowl.

"Just eat by yourself~ I'm going to cook for someone else~"

He smiled and rubbed the yellow-haired boy's head, and said something that the yellow-haired boy couldn't hear at all.

However, even if Huangmao could hear it, or even understand it, he would not make any response at the moment.

"Hangchihhangchi~"

He took the intestine out of the dog bowl and held half of it with each front paw. The yellow-haired man, who had never seen such a big starchy intestine in his life, lay on the ground and chewed it with great pleasure, taking bites left and right, as if he was a reincarnated glutton.

Qin Wanqing squatted beside it and did not blame it for "not using a bowl to eat".

Xiao Huang is just a dog and cannot be held to human standards.

After watching for a while, he stood up and carried a large bag of various ingredients to the kitchen. Soon the small apartment was filled with busy sounds.

Washing vegetables, cutting vegetables, chopping meat, preparing side dishes... Qin Wanqing had already planned the menu for tonight, so she was very calm and methodically handled the various ingredients according to the plan. Finally, she completed all the preparations after an hour.

All we have to do next is wait for Lu Chen to come home and start cooking.

"Gulu gulu..."

He glanced around to make sure nothing was missing, then checked the chicken soup that was simmering in the casserole.

As soon as the lid of the pot was opened, the rich aroma immediately hit his nose, making Qingbao very satisfied.

"Keep stewing, now go clean the room!"

I covered the pot and glanced at the clock in the living room, only to find it was just past four o'clock.

There is still an hour before Lu Chen gets off work, and almost two hours before he gets home.

Qin Wanqing certainly couldn't sit still, so she planned to take advantage of this time to help Lu Chen clean the house.

I didn’t clean up carefully yesterday because I had a cold, so I have to clean up thoroughly today.

She did it right away. Thinking of this, she immediately went to the bathroom, got out a broom and dustpan, and started sweeping the floor from the living room.

However, because Qin Wanqing often cleaned secretly when Lu Chen was not around, the living room was actually quite clean, with very little debris except for the fallen hair of the yellow-haired girl.

"Isn't this woman tired of sweeping every day? How nice it would be to sleep now..."

Beside the sofa, the well-fed yellow-haired cat lay on the ground, wagging its tail comfortably, his eyes following Qin Wanqing's figure, muttering to himself.

"Xiao Huang, lift your feet."

"Oh."

Huangmao couldn't hear what Qin Wanqing said, but the latter came to sweep the floor every day, so they already had a tacit understanding and knew what Qingbao was going to do, so he raised his front paws lazily.

"Thank you."

Qin Wanqing quickly swept up a few yellow hairs, and then swept under the coffee table.

With a gentle wave of the broom, a piece of confetti suddenly appeared on the floor.

Ok?

Seeing the piece of paper, Qin Wanqing suddenly paused.

Then, she hesitated, bent down, picked up the scraps of paper, turned it over and saw...

Ah!

Her mouth suddenly opened wide, and Qin Wanqing was stunned when she saw only half of the word "借" (borrow) written on it.

She recognized that this was the IOU she wrote to Lu Chen!

But how could it be......

The broom fell to the ground with a "bang". Qingbao realized something instantly and ran to the trash can next to the coffee table. He didn't care whether it was hygienic or not, he squatted down and started rummaging through the trash can.

Soon, as the "fragments" were turned out one by one, the fragments of the IOU were finally pieced together again.

"..."

The range hood was buzzing in the kitchen and the faint smell of chicken soup was wafting in the air.

Qin Wanqing stared blankly at the "complete body" of the IOU on the floor. She didn't know how much time had passed before her tears suddenly welled up in her eyes.

The kind that can't be stopped.

"Woo woo woo, Lu Chen, you are so stupid!"

"Why are you tearing it up? Wuuwuwu, aren't you afraid that I won't pay you back?"

"What if I'm a bad woman? Woohoo, you're so stupid!"

"woo woo woo woo......"

She squatted on the ground and cried loudly, cursing Lu Chen while crying. If you didn't know, you would think that Lu Chen tore up their marriage certificate.

Comrade Xiao Qin was crying with tears in her eyes, while the yellow-haired guy next to her looked confused.

No, what is this woman doing?

He stood up, walked carefully to Qin Wanqing, and nudged her arm with his nose.

Oh shit!

The next second, before the yellow-haired boy could react, he was hugged by Qin Wanqing and was forced to become the latter's tear tissue.

"Woof!! Let me go! Let me go now!!"

With a look of horror on his face, the yellow-haired boy screamed and struggled frantically, trying to break free from Qingbao's restraints.

But Qin Wanqing refused to let go. Instead, she hugged him tighter and cried even louder.

Huangmao was less than one year old and was not as strong as Qingbao. After struggling in vain, he finally gave up resisting and let Qingbao wipe her tears on his head.

I am really impressed. What a sin I have committed.

He turned around and glanced at Qin Wanqing. Although he couldn't hear her crying, Huangmao could see her red eyes and face full of tears, so he knew that she was crying.

Why are you crying?

Why can't I smell the sadness?

Hmm? What's that smell in the kitchen?

It smells so good!

With Huangmao's IQ, he certainly couldn't understand why Qin Wanqing was crying at this moment. After a moment of confusion, his attention was quickly attracted by the aroma of chicken soup, and he stared at the kitchen door with curiosity.

But in fact, Qin Wanqing didn't know why she was crying.