I have big problems with my superpowers and my relationship

“Although it’s a little more expensive, it has furniture and the house is clean. You can move in right away without any problems.”

“The community is well-equipped with supermarkets and restaurants, and a subway station is a few minutes’ walk away…”

Standing outside the apartment building, the agent, who was wearing a shirt and trousers, was spitting heavily, and what he said was basically true.

But the girl sitting opposite him remained silent and seemed a little hesitant.

"How about this, Miss Zhou, you can go back and think about it. Call me anytime when you have made up your mind."

Seeing the girl's look, the real estate agent knew that he might not be able to get the deal today, so he decided to send her away quickly and go eat.

"Of course, if you want to see a few more, that's fine, but I have other clients later, so why don't we go back tomorrow..."

"no need."

Suddenly, the girl interrupted the agent.

She stared at the two figures outside the apartment building opposite. She paused for a moment and then said calmly:

"This is it. I'll rent it."

Chapter 28: The Account Book Named Lu Chen

"Um......"

"Cooking pot, small stew pot, spatula, soup spoon..."

"Porcelain plates, new chopsticks... and a few more bowls, and a small spoon..."

Twenty minutes later, Qin Wanqing stood in the empty kitchen, muttering to herself and typing on the memo.

Lu Chen leaned against the kitchen door to help her check for leaks, while Huangmao excitedly jumped around their feet, as if he was very happy that he had a new "hostess".

"Xiao Huang, don't lick there..."

Qin Wanqing blushed and shrank her feet, turned around, and finally completed the first "kitchen utensils census".

"Except for the refrigerator, there is nothing else."

Looking at Lu Chen seriously, she frowned and asked, "Don't you usually even cook instant noodles?"

"Instant noodles, of course, just soak them in water..."

Lu Chen muttered and defended himself, "I usually eat out and order takeout on weekends. It's normal that I don't have kitchen utensils."

“That’s why your money goes away so quickly!”

Qin Wanqing glared at him, then looked down at her phone with a distressed expression: "What should I do? It seems that the initial expenditure is much more than I thought."

"It's okay. I'll pay for it!" Lu Chen immediately stated.

"No, we agreed to split the bill."

Qin Wanqing shook her head very seriously: "I also want to eat the food cooked with these kitchen utensils, so we should share half of it."

"But after all, you are the one who cooks..."

"Then you can wash the dishes! Anyway, I won't take advantage of you!"

"...Okay, let's split the bill."

Nodding helplessly, Lu Chen didn't argue with Qin Wanqing anymore.

Because he had already experienced the latter's stubbornness on this point.

In the previous few meals, no matter how much money was spent, Qin Wanqing would give herself half of it, even to the exact "cent".

I couldn't refuse it, as it seemed like I was insulting her.

"Do you have enough money? How about I transfer some to you first?"

Since it was agreed that some of the kitchenware that was not urgently needed would be ordered online by Qin Wanqing, Lu Chen, considering the former's equally tight financial situation, suggested:

"We'll do the math after we've bought everything, and we'll just refund the excess and pay the shortfall."

"That's fine...then transfer 300 yuan to me!"

"Is that enough? I might as well give you more."

"No, you transfer 300 to me and I'll pay another 300. 600 is enough to buy the things that need to be ordered online."

Qin Wanqing shook her head: "After all, most kitchen utensils are used urgently, so we still have to go to the supermarket to buy them."

So you calculated it based on the standard of 600.

You want to pay AA for everything. You are too egalitarian...

Lu Chen took out his phone and transferred 300 yuan to Qin Wanqing, then asked casually, "Can I ask you a question?"

"Hmm? What's the problem?" Qin Wanqing took the money straightforwardly.

"If you get married and have children in the future, whose surname will the children take?"

"Of course I will...ah, it's just as you thought! I took my father's last name!"

"..."

Huh? That's a weird punctuation.

Lu Chen was stunned for a moment, and asked suspiciously: "Did you let something slip just now?"

"no!"

Qin Wanqing's face flushed red, and she denied loudly: "W-Where did I let it slip? Don't talk nonsense!"

"......All right."

After taking a few glances at the bewildered Qin Wanqing, Lu Chen did not ask any more questions.

Anyway, no matter what, it is clear that I have my father’s last name.

So according to some people's standards, Qin Wanqing is not an "independent woman" at all!

Although the latter was the most independent girl he had ever met.

......

About five minutes later, Qin Wanqing left in a hurry.

Although their apartments were only two floors apart, Lu Chen and Huang Mao still saw her out the door, demonstrating the Lu family's hospitality.

"Don't lick her feet anymore, you hear me?"

After closing the door, Lu Chen immediately lowered his head and warned: "If you lick it again, you won't have any starch sausage to eat!"

"Woof woof, why??"

Huang Mao's eyes widened in confusion: "Why can't I lick Xiang Xiang's feet?!"

"Don't worry about why!"

Lu Chen waved his hand and showed his authority as a master without any explanation: "In short, you can't lick it anymore!"

"Okay...I need to pee!"

"Wait a minute. I need to write my paper first."

“What is a paper?”

"It's horrible stuff. You, as a dog, can't understand it."

"Can I eat starch sausage?"

"Okay, okay, I give up. Malatang is so delicious, but you don't even eat it. You only eat this stuff..."

He walked into the kitchen mumbling something. Speaking of spicy hot pot, Lu Chen suddenly remembered that he hadn't thrown away the garbage for the past two days, so he wanted to clean it up and throw it away when he accompanied Huangmao out to pee later.

When I walked to the trash can, I found that the full bucket of trash had miraculously disappeared, and there was only a tied trash bag next to it.

After a moment's pause, he subconsciously turned around to look at the closed door.

No, when did she clean it up?

......

On the thirteenth floor, the bedroom filled with all kinds of figures, posters, and life-size pillows exudes a strong homely vibe.

Qin Wanqing sat on a small stool shaped like a "Chopper's hat", staring at Song Qiao who was lying motionless on the bed, until the latter rolled her eyes helplessly.

"Okay, okay, I'll go with you, okay?"

"I really don't know what you are thinking! Yuan Linhao is such a good person!"

Song Qiao turned over and sat up from the bed, slapping Qin Wanqing on the head angrily: "Your brain must be broken!"

"Well......"

Qin Wanqing rubbed her head pitifully, thinking that it would really break if you hit it again, and she quietly raised her butt and tried to escape.

But it failed.

"Tell me! When will I be able to meet that Lu Chen?!"

Song Qiao jumped off the bed and blocked the door: "You didn't think I forgot about this!"

"..."

Seeing that the only escape route was blocked, Qin Wanqing had no choice but to sit back weakly and type on her mobile phone hesitantly.

[Next month]

"next month?"

Song Qiao frowned and asked, "What day is today?"

【12......】

After typing in two numbers, Qin Wanqing's eyes suddenly turned, and then she quietly transformed into a time assassin.

【It’s the 28th】

"Huh? Is it already the end of the month?"

When Song Qiao saw the numbers on the screen, she was shocked for a moment and her mouth opened into an "O" shape.

But she didn't doubt it. She just muttered, "I haven't gone out for a month," and then raised her head again.