Boss Lu: A reborn life is destined to be without regrets!
Chapter 107 - 97. Tossing a peach in return for a plum

Chapter 107: 97. Tossing a peach in return for a plum

"Huh?"

Guan Yongyi never expected her best friend to say such a thing.

"Isn’t that too expensive? Do you think it’s appropriate?"

"And what is this even supposed to mean? Under what pretense are you giving him a gift?"

She couldn’t help but ask.

"I understand,"

Zhou Sinin said with a smile, her soft voice sounding as if it were immersed in the night.

"You see, I can now make over fifty thousand a month from the coffee shop, and next month, with the channels expanding, the income will only increase."

"I obviously won’t buy anything too expensive! At most... it would be like spending this month’s salary and borrowing from next month’s, isn’t that reasonable?"

"..."

Guan Yongyi stopped talking.

If that was the measure, a car worth over a hundred thousand really wasn’t too extravagant.

"As for the pretext... I’ve thought about it."

"What do you mean?"

"He’s left his money with me to keep safe, so if I buy him a small gift, he can’t possibly refuse it, can he?"

Zhou Sinin blinked her eyes, her lips curving up slightly.

"Huh? What do you mean by ’keep safe’?"

Guan Yongyi exclaimed in surprise again, curiously asking.

"It’s like this: the net profit from the shop is settled monthly and kept on one card, which I offered to him, but he didn’t take it."

Recalling his mention of the cost of trust, Zhou Sinin’s tone seemed to cheer up even more.

"He said to keep the money with me."

"...I see."

Guan Yongyi hesitated, her long lashes drooping over her eyelids as she subconsciously responded.

"He really... trusts you a lot."

"Right!"

Zhou Sinin giggled, her laughter ringing like a bell in the bedroom.

"See? Analyzing it this way, if I buy him a small gift, he should accept it, right?"

"Probably."

The short-haired girl murmured two words, her fingers tightening.

She realized everything made sense.

Lu Jincheng drove well, and it was an immediate need; a small gift, precisely to prevent borrowing cars from both of them.

More importantly, giving it in the capacity of a coffee shop business partner, it was only about her salary for two months.

There’d be no stress at all!

The chance of him being polite or refusing...

Was probably zero!

When did their relationship become so good?

No, that’s not quite right.

Relationships are mutual.

Without Lu Jincheng’s generosity and trust, Zhou Sinin wouldn’t have reciprocated.

Should she have also invested some money back then?

If she had been decisive earlier, would the one planning the surprise now be...

Her thoughts involuntarily fluttered.

"Yeah, I think so too!"

Being affirmed by her always logically clear best friend, Zhou Sinin, who had still been hesitating, suddenly felt a lot more clarity.

"So, what do you think I should buy for him?"

"I don’t know much about picking cars either."

Both women were typical female drivers and didn’t really understand cars.

The BMW Mini was Xiao Zhou’s practice car, its price slightly over three hundred thousand, not extravagant in their school, and dents and dings weren’t a worry.

And Guan Yongyi’s Mercedes C-Class was also a car model close to the price range Lin Lifeng had found out about Zhou Sinin’s budget for a car.

Knowing how to drive was good enough, asking them to choose a gift for a man was indeed a difficult problem.

...

...

Meanwhile, when Lu Jincheng returned to Jiangnan Garden, he found his senior already deeply asleep.

The woman, having tasted the benefits of live streaming, had pushed herself hard over the National Day holidays.

After the stream ended, she could only blankly stare at her phone, not knowing whether Mr. Lu would come back, and naturally, he wouldn’t report his schedule to her.

As she stared, she fell asleep.

Lu Jincheng didn’t rush to wash up and go to bed, but instead lay on the sofa for a while, replying to the WeChat group messages from Ran Dong and the other two curious about his itinerary.

"I’m already in bed, don’t worry, good night, good night."

After receiving Zhou Sinin’s reply, as he scrolled through, he saw the updates posted by the two women on their Moments.

He liked Zhou Sinin’s post and switched windows to privately chat with Guan Yongyi.

Here’s a small trick, under simultaneous advancement with the two sisters, one must not treat them equally.

Bide one’s time and differentiate.

The entirely opposite approach, making each person feel special, is the truth.

If one is seen as a warm man or central air conditioning, that’s a big taboo.

Behind a warm man, even dogs shake their head and scorn him as foolish.

"How’s Mian Mian doing, getting used to the new home?"

At the dinner table, Lu Jincheng had already learned the kitten’s new name.

Guan Mianmian.

Sounds cute!

"Just ate a cat treat, seems pretty good."

The reply came quickly.

"It just seems to miss you a bit."

Hmm?

What’s going on?

Lu Jincheng rubbed his eyes, thinking he read the wrong name.

Was this message typed by Guan Yongyi herself?

"?"

He cleanly sent a question mark back.

"It keeps meowing, saw our photo together and even came over to touch you with its paws."

Oh...

So, the kitten misses me.

Mr. Lu then understood.

Damn, it’s not fishing for compliments.

This guy really is stingy with words, not even using a subject when he speaks!

"Then should I... visit it more often?"

Lu Jincheng quickly interjected.

Anchoring the heart, this was the best opportunity.

In fact, when he decided to give this birthday present, he had already established a fairly close connection with Guan Yongyi.

The most obvious result was that neither needed to rack their brains to find topics for private chats anymore.

No need to search anymore.

Mian Mian, like a magpie bridge woven in the galaxy, connected the distant two.

Sharing its emotions, witnessing its growth and changes.

"Sure."

Guan Yongyi replied.

"I’m going to rest now, good night!"

"Good night."

After getting the approval, Lu Jincheng cut off the topic immediately, without any unnecessary talk.

There would be more days to come.

He chatted idly with Zhong Ruixi for a while, washed up, and coaxed the girl thousands of miles away in his hometown to sleep.

After finishing up, Lu Jincheng finally entered his bedroom.

On the large Simmon’s mattress, Mou Keyan’s eyes were tightly closed, her prominent eyelashes covering her eyelids.

He walked over to his senior, noticing she was wearing a silk nightgown today.

Touching it, tightly covering most of her buttocks, the silky soft touch made Mr. Lu’s heart melt.

He felt a surge of desire to roughly rouse Mou Keyan from her sleep, but looking at her peaceful profile, he thought better of it and refrained.

Forget it, won’t pick on her today.

Tonight, with the moonlight like water, Mr. Lu decided to be gentle.

So, he climbed next to her, gently pinched the edge of her nightgown, and then pulled it upwards.

The man kneeled on the bed, legs apart, pressing against her inner thighs, gently exerted force on her ankles, folding her long legs towards his chest.

Then straightened them out again, forming an attractive L-shape.

Her excellent basic dance skills meant that she was as flexible as boneless, and this position didn’t challenge her ligaments at all.

Mr. Lu watched her breathe steadily, half asleep, half awake.

In the long night, his fingers hooked, pulling apart the fabric.

His back tightened, his waist exerted power.