Since that's the case, so be it.
As she expected, Luan Yenan wasn't angry. Instead, she curled up the corners of her lips and said, "There are indeed jobs that are more suitable for you."
Zuo Baixuan washed her hands and leaned against the door like Luan Yenan had just done: "I thought you were planning to make me work part-time as a nanny while studying."
Luan Yenan tidied up the countertop, put the rag aside, and, not minding Zuo Baixuan's deliberate imitation, also leaned against the kitchen counter.
The two of them then each occupied a corner of the kitchen.
Luan Yenan stood with his back to the light, while Zuo Baixuan faced the light, standing on opposite sides of yin and yang.
Luan Yenan's smile was hidden in the shadows, his voice gentle and calm: "I thought you enjoyed doing these chores. If you don't like it, I can have Auntie come over every day. It's even fine if you don't want to go to school."
Zuo Baixuan was startled, realizing the excitement beneath Luan Yenan's calm demeanor.
What is this crazy woman so excited about?
She rubbed her hands together behind her back, suppressing the urge to turn and run, and sneered, "Are you trying to make me live the life of a rich lady or are you trying to lock me up?"
“Lock you up? I’d probably choose a thick iron chain and lock you to the bedside, or, in the bathroom.” Luan Yenan seemed to be seriously considering the question.
Countless images flashed through Zuo Baixuan's mind, and she even inexplicably imagined that a chain of thoughts was binding her.
Noticing that Zuo Baixuan's breath hitched, Luan Yenan smiled again.
This imaginative little white flower must have already envisioned the scene she was depicting.
"As for the life of a wealthy wife, if you want it, you already have it, don't you think?"
Seeing that Luan Yenan's madness had not leaked out of his body at all, Zuo Baixuan also hid the slight trembling of her own body.
"That's right, you even have your living expenses in my hands now."
Ding-dong—
The doorbell interrupted them.
"My order has arrived." Luan Yenan left the kitchen counter.
Zuo Baixuan quickly stepped back and left the kitchen to make way for Luan Yenan.
When Luan Yenan passed by Zuo Baixuan, Zuo Baixuan got a clear look at her unrestrained upturned lips.
Zuo Baixuan's unconscious display of weakness was caught by Luan Yenan once again.
Luan Yenan gently pinched Zuo Baixuan's cheek: "What, are you starting to be afraid of me again?"
The force gradually increased, and her face went from itchy to painful. Zuo Baixuan raised her hand and swung it away.
Luan Yenan smiled and turned around, opening the access control downstairs and letting the movers in.
Zuo Baixuan pursed her lips and followed to the door.
The surveillance footage showed entire groups of people carrying boxes.
If she wasn't mistaken, the logos printed on those boxes were all from top-tier computer equipment brands.
She thought that what Luan Yenan meant by ordering was to replace the clothes and accessories in her wardrobe that didn't fit current aesthetic tastes.
Unexpectedly, these were the large items that were exchanged.
"Where did you get the money to buy so many things?" Almost reflexively, Zuo Baixuan asked this question that originally had nothing to do with her.
Luan Yenan rolled up his shirt sleeves, revealing a smooth arm: "Of course, it's money from the bank."
If Luan Yenan hadn't spoken so matter-of-factly and hadn't shown any intention of running away, Zuo Baixuan would have thought he was going to rob a bank.
"I've mortgaged this room." Luan Yenan put his hands in his pockets, showing no awareness that he was about to sleep on the streets.
Zuo Baixuan was unsure how to respond.
At this rate, won't he be bankrupt before he even wins anything?
A note from the author:
Luan Yenan: Money is just a number and has no meaning until it's spent. The same applies to houses; if you live in a house while taking out a mortgage, it gains twice its value.
Not false: What kind of crazy talk is this? (Trying to distance himself) The above only represents Luan Yenan's personal opinion.
PS: [1] The content regarding decentralized virtual currencies references many online introductions to Bitcoin, and also includes some fictional elements. In short, it's all fictional, does not relate to reality, and does not constitute investment advice!
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Chapter 22
Although Zuo Baixuan doesn't have many requirements for equipment, her major is in the field of computer science.
It's inevitable to pay attention when new devices are released.
Not to mention that the "Fantasy" brand is currently one of the world's top brands and a shining example of domestic products. It has a high level of discussion, and every time a new product is released, various bloggers will spontaneously promote it. It's hard not to know about it.
"How much did you actually spend?" As the machines were delivered one by one, quickly filling the study, I couldn't hold back the question any longer.
Luan Yenan didn't shy away from the question and said directly, "We spent whatever we had."
She has always believed in the principle that "to do a good job, one must first have the right tools."
Therefore, when purchasing equipment, I always buy the best within my means.
If the current conditions don't allow for the purchase of the best, we will strive to do our utmost to buy something even better.
Judging from the current situation, Zuo Baixuan felt that Luan Yenan's behavior was typical of a poor student with excessive stationery.
The spendthrift's nature hasn't changed at all.
Even the three rules agreed upon with Luan Muyin couldn't stop her extravagant spending habits; it was a kind of fearlessness typical of rich second-generation heirs.
"Hello, this is the receipt for the moving fee, installation fee, and service fee, totaling 52,000. Please check and make the payment." While the five staff members were still busy in the study, the sixth staff member came out with the POS machine and bowed to the two ladies.
That's not a small amount.
Zuo Baixuan looked up at Luan Yenan, wanting to see how this heavily indebted woman would pay this bill.
With credit cards frozen, consumer loans in installments, and a house mortgaged, will this rich kid, who's so poor, default on his debts or threaten to cancel them?
Unexpectedly, Luan Yenan turned around naturally, his alluring smile unrestrained: "Wife, pay the bill."
"???"
Zuo Baixuan was very surprised.
The staff member wasn't surprised and turned the POS machine towards Zuo Baixuan.
Seeing the complicated expression on Zuo Baixuan's face, Luan Yenan leaned closer to her: "Wife, I've run out of pocket money, and you manage my living expenses. If you don't pay, I won't have any money either."
What a perfect image of a henpecked husband who has no money to spend!
"Wife." When Luan Yenan saw that Zuo Baixuan didn't react, he was like a drama queen who had taken to acting. Not only did he play the role of a henpecked husband, but he also leaned closer and lowered his voice, as if he was being affectionate and coquettish.
That madman!
What are you doing!
Why do this in front of the delivery staff?
Wait a moment.
Zuo Baixuan thought about it carefully.
Although this brand has been a major player for over a decade, it independently produces all its low-end and high-end models.
However, in recent years, due to globalization and China's further opening up, its sales plummeted as it was impacted by foreign capital and foreign brands.
She was still in high school at the time.
A few classmates who like playing computer games were chatting and lamenting that the "Fantasy" store near their homes had closed down, sighing over the passing of their youth.
But I remember the year she was admitted to university, her adoptive parents' biological son dropped out of high school and went straight to work, earning a salary of three thousand yuan.
The elderly couple were so happy that they used the 5,000 yuan she earned from her summer job to buy him a high-end "Fantasy" phone as a reward.
That year, "Fantasy" was saved by a large investment from "Frontend".
Therefore, the Luan family is now the behind-the-scenes shareholder of "Fantasy".
Presumably, the report that Luan Yenan had directly purchased a complete set of equipment worth the price of an apartment in a prime location had already appeared on Luan Muyin's desk.
Zuo Baixuan glanced at Luan Yenan sideways.
Her peach blossom eyes held a hint of coquettishness.
Luan Yenan was slightly taken aback, and his throat felt a little itchy.
Before she could even speak, a slightly cool hand pinched her cheek.
It felt like revenge for the pinch I had just given myself; it wasn't painful, just enough to deform it perfectly.
"You! You acted first and then asked for permission, and you still think you're right! Next time you buy something, you have to discuss it with me, understand?"
Zuo Baixuan spoke with a helpless tone, but still took out her bank card from her bag, swiped the money, took the POS receipt, and put it in her bag in one go.
She stood next to Luan Yenan and leaned against her softly, saying, "Nan, I know you're used to spending money lavishly, but these are special times. We have no income, and the mothers only gave us 500,000 yuan for living expenses. We can't keep squandering like this."
Luan Yenan naturally reached out to cooperate with her, gazing at her, and following the contours of her slender figure, placed his hands on her waist and leaned close to her ear.
"They've already gone in. Are you still going to continue the performance? This performance won't earn you any extra pay."
Zuo Baixuan glanced sideways as Luan Yenan spoke.
After receiving the money, the staff member had no desire to eat the dog food in front of him and fled into the study to diligently complete his work.
What a waste of those five seconds of emotion.
Zuo Baixuan fell silent.
He was convinced that the woman embracing him was clearly toying with him.
She struck a balance that left no room for reproach, yet she laid down the bait that would have made her take the initiative.