Reborn as a Superpower Girl in the 80s-Chapter 822 What’s Yours is Yours, and What’s Mine is Also Yours

Lu Yichen chuckled, "That family just happened to be willing to sell, and once I knew, I offered a higher price than anyone else and naturally got it."

Seeing her own name on it, Luo Qiao’s eyes curved into a smile, "Why didn’t you write your own name?"

Lu Yichen smiled indulgently, "What’s yours is yours, and what’s mine is also yours; it’s the same whoever’s name I write, and besides, this is a wedding gift for you."

Lu Yichen didn’t know why Luo Qiao was so keen on buying the siheyuan, but as long as she liked it, he would find a way to satisfy her.

Luo Qiao put away the items, placed the document bag on the cupboard, stretched her arms around Lu Yichen’s neck, and tilted up a smiling face, "I love this gift, thank you."

All Lu Yichen’s eyes were filled with laughter, "Just thanking me doesn’t show any sincerity, a more tangible reward would make me happier."

Luo Qiao tiptoed slightly, pulling down Lu Yichen’s head with force; she intended to peck his forehead, but a gleam flashed in Lu Yichen’s eyes, and he lifted his head at the moment she leaned in.

Luo Qiao’s lips unexpectedly met Lu Yichen’s, and before she could retreat, Lu Yichen held her tightly, deepening the kiss while his hands began to wander.

If it wasn’t for someone at the gate yelling, the two might have kissed forever.

It turned out to be the gas deliveryman coming over.

Luo Qiao’s lips were slightly swollen from the kiss, so she didn’t think about going out. Lu Yichen let go of her, kissed her forehead and said, "Wait for me inside, I’ll go out and have them bring in the items."

After Lu Yichen left, Luo Qiao covered her face and rolled on the bed, her heart pounding.

After testing the stove and sending the people away, Lu Yichen came in to find Luo Qiao with her back to him, sewing a button.

Thinking of something, he hurried to help and poured a cup of water, trying to make amends, "Qiaoqiao, are you almost done sewing? Do you want to drink some water first?"

Luo Qiao finished sewing, biting off the thread, "Look at the mess you’ve made."

Lu Yichen chuckled and whispered, "It’s only because you’re too irresistible, making it impossible for me to stop."

Luo Qiao rebuked with mock indignation, "Since when did you become such a smooth talker?"

Lu Yichen suddenly scooped her up, scaring Luo Qiao into wrapping her arms around his neck, "You scared me to death."

Her hand landed on his shoulder with a slap.

Lu Yichen just laughed, "The wedding day is almost here, I’m practicing my arm strength in advance."

Luo Qiao rolled her eyes internally, "I don’t believe you for a second."

However, she leaned her head against Lu Yichen’s chest and spoke softly, "Since you’re practicing arm strength, keep holding me, start with an hour-long warm-up."

She buried her face in his chest and started to giggle.

Lu Yichen actually kept holding her and did not put her down, resting his forehead against hers and responding, "Alright, since Qiaoqiao has spoken, I must complete the task."

The couple was being affectionate in the room, and their laughter could be heard from time to time.

However, at another part of the family compound, the home of Qiao Anming was in utter chaos, surrounded by onlookers who had gathered outside, which displeased Qiao Anming, who had rushed back upon hearing the news.

The cause was Qiao Anming’s wife, Jia Guihua, who had fallen ill before the New Year and was not in good health. The doctor had advised rest, so she thought about vacating her job to recuperate at home.

This job vacancy had led to fierce competition among her children, his children, and their children, escalating today into a full-fledged brawl.

As Luo Qiao and Lu Yichen locked the door and left, they passed by Qiao Anming’s house and saw it surrounded by people. Chief Xie’s niece, Qian Caihong, was arguing with her mother-in-law, "Mom, if Da Jun and I are doing well, it would also give you peace of mind."

Standing nearby, Chief Xie’s wife, Qian Xiue, chimed in to help her son-in-law secure the job, "That’s true, Da Jun has been fatherless since he was young; you should really take extra care of him."

Staring angrily at Qian Caihong and Qian Xiue were the son and daughter of Qiao Anming’s ex-wife. Qiao Anming’s eldest daughter said, "Da Jun has been part of our family since he was very young; my dad treats him like his own son. It’s not like Da Jun doesn’t have a job.

The job he has was secured by my dad with both money and effort. How can he have the nerve to snatch this succession position now? Even if the job doesn’t go to my older brother, my third brother can take over. Why can’t he look after his own siblings?"

Qian Caihong glared at her so-called elder cousin, "You really know how to calculate; everyone knows which is better between a temp and a permanent worker. If Da Jun takes over, we can let the temp position go to the third brother."

The eldest Qiao daughter coldly huffed, "You two really think too beautifully."

Qian Caihong didn’t show any weakness, "Da Jun doesn’t have his own dad to protect him; shouldn’t we think a bit more for ourselves? What have we done wrong?"

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