In the hotel standard room, Cheng Zhu and Jiang Wanzhou were woken by the checkout call.
The two got up bleary-eyed, then went to the bathroom to brush teeth and wash faces.
This sleep, Cheng Zhu slept very deeply.
Perhaps because he'd just regressed and stayed up all night, making him extremely exhausted.
But fortunately he was still young now, his body was great. After sleeping, he felt everything was replenished.
Even in his past life, after Cheng Zhu got rich, he wasn't completely hollowed out by wine and women.
He actively maintained his health and actively worked out.
His thinking was simple: "Must pay attention to the body. The psychology is already this perverted—the body absolutely must be healthy."
After checking out, the two got into the Mercedes G-Class parked in the parking lot.
Jiang Wanzhou suddenly said: "Oh right, my cousin said to have me and my cousin sister treat you to dinner, then bring him along too."
If Shen Minglang knew Jiang Wanzhou distorted his original words like this, he'd probably be furious.
"Sure, but not today. Tomorrow." Cheng Zhu said.
Friend gatherings were very normal things. He'd just led Jiang Wanzhou and Shen Qingning to win money. Eating a meal was nothing.
Moreover, Shen Qingning was his future senior. Getting to know her better in advance—after starting university there'd be someone to look after him. Definitely not because she was good-looking and rich, with long legs that could do splits.
While driving, Jiang Wanzhou said: "Why not tonight?"
"Because tonight I want to eat at the restaurant." Cheng Zhu said directly.
In his past life starting a business in Yiwu, his parents both lived in Hangzhou. He might not eat a meal cooked by Comrade Old Cheng even once a month.
Yesterday at Yunlai Restaurant he tasted it and just felt it was still that delicious, instantly understanding why he was a chubby kid when young.
Don't look down on fat people. That's because you haven't eaten at a fat person's house, don't know how good their family's cooking is.
Could be said to be reasonably and evidently fat.
"Alright, tomorrow then." Jiang Wanzhou said.
He also felt that after not coming home last night, today it was best to go home for dinner and establish his presence.
Under Cheng Zhu's directions, Jiang Wanzhou drove him to Yunlai Restaurant.
"I want to go in and sit. Haven't seen Little Youzi in a while." Jiang Wanzhou said.
"Sure."
It was afternoon now, not yet mealtime. The restaurant was very empty.
Comrade Old Cheng and Mom Xu Yun were sorting vegetables to the side. Sister Cheng You was watching TV.
"You're back. Wanzhou's here too."
"Uncle, Auntie." Jiang Wanzhou greeted.
Cheng Zhu brought him to sit beside his sister.
"Brother, Little Jiang brother." Cheng You very politely said.
"What are you watching?" Cheng Zhu asked.
"Balala the Fairies!" Little Youzi answered in her milky voice.
Cheng Zhu: "..."
Hearing this name, he'd think of that meme that was popular for a while: "It's none of your business" (雨女无瓜 - yǔ nǚ wú guā, homophone play).
He looked at the TV with disdain. Five minutes later, he actually... got into it!
Faster paced than most domestic dramas, plot not dragging. No product placement ads, conscientious action scenes, tense and exciting, correct values plus magical girl transformation no one can refuse!
—Damn, good show!
This 182cm tall guy whose appearance and temperament seemed like a school bully, a prospective university student, just sat beside his sister watching with great interest.
On the contrary, the heavily yin-energy Jiang Wanzhou had zero interest in it. What he loved watching most was domineering CEO dramas.
"I think you're looking down on our Amusement Prince." Cheng Zhu looked at him disdainfully, expressing he was already a fan.
Actually, he didn't care what he watched. He just wanted to stay beside cute Little Youzi and cultivate common topics of interest.
Near mealtime, Comrade Old Cheng went to the kitchen. Xu Yun followed in to help a bit.
Little Youzi immediately looked toward the kitchen direction, acting like a thief.
After confirming Mom and Dad temporarily wouldn't come out, this little round face raised her small hand, signaling Cheng Zhu to bring his head closer.
"What is it?" Cheng Zhu very cooperatively asked quietly.
"Brother, this is my secret stash." Cheng You opened her pocket, revealing two coins inside.
"Amazing!" Cheng Zhu didn't care what she was saying or doing—just praise anyway.
But in his heart he thought: "Good job Old Cheng, hiding your own secret stash and always getting caught is one thing, but you even taught Little Youzi."
"Mom too, every time discovering secret stash money she confiscates it all. Kids see everything."
Jiang Wanzhou craned his neck to peek over, teasing: "Little Youzi, you better hide it well. Don't let your shameless brother steal it someday!"
"No way!" Cheng You used her two small hands to suddenly grab Cheng Zhu's big hand, then pried his five fingers open.
After doing this, she put her hand in her pocket and took out the two coins, one in each hand.
"I asked Mom why my red envelopes are all with her, but brother's university exam red envelopes can all be spent by himself."
"Mom told me, because brother is an adult now, there are many many places that need to spend money."
After speaking, she raised the two one-yuan coins in her hands and lightly tapped them together, making a crisp sound.
"I'm afraid brother doesn't have money to spend. I'm giving you all my money!"
The round-faced little girl lowered her head, shoving the money into Cheng Zhu's palm in one go.
After speaking, she kept turning her head to look toward the kitchen, mouth constantly urging: "Brother, quickly hide it, you must hide it well~"
This summer was still very hot. Cheng Zhu felt the two coins in his palm were very cold, bringing him a touch of coolness in summer.
Only, his palm was icy cold, but his heart was about to melt.
"Damn, don't I need to earn her two hundred million?" Cheng Zhu thought.
In front of Little Youzi, he very solemnly put the two yuan in his pocket and zipped the pocket up.
Just kidding—he probably wouldn't bear to spend this money his whole life.
Worship it! Put it up, enshrine it, and worship it!
All you seductive vixens out there, listen well—if you can't meet my sister's standard of devotion, don't even think about tempting me!
At this moment, Cheng You raised her small hand, trying very hard to grab one of Cheng Zhu's ears, then brought her mouth close and whispered: "Be careful of Mom~ And also, this money is for brother, don't share it with Little Jiang brother."
Jiang Wanzhou, who always had sharp ears: "..."
Kids will be kids. I'm a super rich second generation—do I care about your two yuan?
What I care about is having a sister like you, okay?
Jiang Wanzhou turned to look at Cheng Zhu, saying with complete seriousness: "Cheng Zhu, I've seriously considered it—I want to recognize Little Youzi as my sworn sister."
"Get lost, get lost, get lost!" Cheng Zhu was instantly annoyed.
"What's your status to be on equal footing with me?" He absolutely refused in his heart.
Good friendship is good friendship, but don't even think about forcing your way. in on our sibling bond.
Jiang Wanzhou pouted, considering whether to persuade his parents to have another child.
But thinking about it, not every little girl was like Little Youzi. The risk was too high—forget it.
...
On the other side, Shen Qingning was reading at home when her phone started vibrating frequently, receiving video call invitations from Lin Lu.
She directly declined and called instead.
This voice actress used a very dominant voice again: "Hmph! Wife, why won't you accept my video call? Could it be on your end..."
"If you have something to say, say it." Shen Qingning's tone was cool.
"Oh!" Lin Lu responded, but still said energetically: "What did you mean in your WeChat message? You don't want me to treat your playboy brother to dinner, do you?"
Lin Lu's voice instantly changed again, using a sticky sweet voice: "I haven't even dated anyone yet. You're so bad, pushing me into the fire pit."
"He doesn't deserve it. Your winning money doesn't have much to do with him." Shen Qingning said directly.
"Huh?" Lin Lu paused.
Holding her phone, Shen Qingning used fairly concise language to roughly explain the process.
"So you bet following Jiang Wanzhou's friend, right?" Lin Lu understood.
"Right." Shen Qingning said.
After speaking, she added: "So if my brother uses winning money as an excuse to ask you to dinner, ignore him."
—"Indeed a Real Sister".
TL: Just means that it's nice she's looking out for her, a respectful name, like saying my bro.
"Got it!" Lin Lu immediately agreed.
Then she used a very sweet voice: "Then how about I treat you to dinner tomorrow? I miss you~"
"Disgusting." Shen Qingning's tone was cold, but she still quickly explained: "Tomorrow's not free. Going to dinner with my cousin and his friend, bringing my brother along too."
"Hm?" Hearing this, Lin Lu somehow instantly became alert.