Rebirth: Inheriting Millions In The Eighties
Chapter 701 - 699: There Must Still Be_1

Chapter 701: Chapter 699: There Must Still Be_1

Youyou returned home only for her mother to frown upon seeing the necklace in her hand, "Youyou, where did you get this? Was it given to you by your deskmate’s family?"

She guessed.

"Yes." Youyou nodded, answering truthfully before asking, "What’s wrong, Mom?"

"This is diamond! This bracelet must be worth at least a few hundred thousand. How could you, a child, accept such an expensive gift from someone? Hurry up, return it to them tomorrow!" Youyou’s mom urged her at once.

She wasn’t the type to take advantage of others, so she wouldn’t let her daughter accept such a valuable gift from someone for no reason.

"That expensive?" Youyou gasped in disbelief, staring at the glittering stone on her wrist, "I, I thought it was just a stone that could shine!"

If she had known the stone bracelet was so expensive, she would never have accepted it.

It’s over!

Now they must think she’s a vain girl, a materialistic girl!

Ahhhh!

Cheng Youyou felt utterly desperate inside.

Youyou’s mom laid down the final ultimatum, "No matter what, you’re to return it first thing tomorrow."

"Yes, I’ll definitely return it!" Cheng Youyou nodded like a pecking chicken.

She was no material girl!

Upon arriving at kindergarten, Cheng Youyou, as soon as she had put down her backpack, hurriedly took off the bracelet from her wrist and handed it to Chuanchuan, "Yichuan, I hadn’t realized Grandpa Tai would give me such an expensive gift upon meeting me. I didn’t know the price before, but now that I do, I absolutely can’t accept this bracelet. Please help me return it to Grandpa Tai!"

Her tone was utterly serious as she placed the bracelet on the table in front of him.

Chuanchuan set down the book in his hands and looked up at her, "This was specially bought by Grandpa Tai to give to you. If you return it, where would that leave his dignity?"

"But it’s really too expensive!" Youyou fretted with a troubled frown.

"In our family, we don’t have the practice of taking back gifts once given. If you truly don’t want it, then throw it away," said Chuanchuan indifferently, as if it wasn’t a valuable item but rather a common cabbage.

"How can I throw away something so precious!!" Youyou, shocked, quickly protected the bracelet.

"Then you better take good care of this precious item!" While saying this, Chuanchuan put the bracelet back on her wrist.

Actually, what he wanted to say was that she looked very pretty wearing the bracelet.

No one would be more suitable to be its owner than her.

"Fine." Unable to argue with him, Youyou had to accept it.

After school, Youyou went home and told her mother about it.

Youyou’s mom furrowed her brow, "That’s true, since they’ve already given it, it’s indeed not good to return it. But we can’t take advantage of others; so, let’s buy a gift for Lu Yichuan too."

Hearing this, Youyou’s eyes widened in curiosity, "Then what should we give him?"

Youyou’s mom pondered for a moment before suggesting, "Didn’t you say he loves to read? Let’s give him books. But since they gave us such an expensive gift, we shouldn’t be frugal. Later, I’ll have your father find some precious books as a gift."

"Okay!"

Youyou had no objections.

A few days later, Chuanchuan received the young girl’s gift.

"Why are you giving me something?" Chuanchuan stared at her, puzzled.

Blinking her long lashes, Cheng Youyou spoke formally, "Your family gave me a gift, so our family should reciprocate. My mother said this is called ’gift exchange’!"

Gift exchange?

This dummy!

Chuanchuan’s lips twitched again as he corrected her in exasperation, "The term is reciprocity, not gift exchange!"

"But don’t they mean pretty much the same thing?" Youyou scratched her head, not seeing any difference between them. They were all about giving gifts to each other anyway!

"I can’t be bothered with you..." Chuanchuan really didn’t want to continue quibbling with this idiot. She flipped through the book and then noticed the writing on it: "If it’s meant for me, then why did you write your name on it?"

He looked at her, somewhat puzzled.

Right, the book was filled with her handwriting!

And the handwriting was all crooked and squiggly, like little earthworms.

It was obviously written by a little girl herself.

Cheng Youyou blinked her eyes and answered earnestly, "Of course, it’s so you’ll remember who gave you the gift. What if you forget?"

Chuanchuan wiped the sweat from her forehead, "Don’t worry, I have a very good memory."

"But what if you do forget?" Youyou pouted, unable to resist arguing back.

Chuanchuan crossed his arms and snorted, "Do you think I’m a blockhead like you? There are no ’what ifs’ with me!"

"I’m not a blockhead, and me too, I might forget who others are, but I’ll never forget you!"

The little girl was indignant, firmly rebutting him.

But in the end... she still went back on her word.

Chuanchuan’s childish eyes flickered with mirth, and he responded softly, "I hope so."

"What did you say?" His voice was too faint, so Cheng Youyou didn’t hear him clearly.

A tsundere little guy like Chuanchuan naturally wouldn’t tell her, he just said indifferently, "It’s nothing."

"Oh..."

She nodded, half-believing, half-doubtful.

"Class is about to start." Chuanchuan reminded her.

As soon as Youyou turned her head, she saw the teacher come in.

She quickly settled down.

The teacher stood at the podium with a smile, "Kids, we’re going on a picnic tomorrow. Remember to bring your packed lunch."

"What’s ’jiao you’?" Cheng Youyou asked curiously, her large eyes wide open as she sought advice from Chuanchuan, "Yichuan, do you know? Does it mean we’re going to pour oil for fun? How big of an oil bottle should we bring tomorrow then?"

Such a strange activity, to pour oil...

Oil is so expensive, how can we waste it like that!

It’s utterly barbaric!

Chuanchuan held his forehead, speechless for three seconds.

This one’s not just an ordinary idiot!

She’s reached the ultimate level of idiocy!

"Even you don’t know, Yichuan?" Seeing him not speaking, Cheng Youyou assumed so and couldn’t help but sigh.

Great, not only does she think she’s dumb, but she also thinks he’s as dumb as she is!

Chuanchuan’s face almost looked distorted as he corrected her again, "It’s a picnic, which commonly means going out to have fun, not pouring the kind of oil you eat at home!"

"So that’s what it is!" Finally, Cheng Youyou understood; she was instantly thrilled and couldn’t stop pounding the desk with her small hands, "That’s great, I love playing the most!"

"Can’t you focus all that energy on studying?" Seeing her preference for play over study, Chuanchuan really felt helpless.

What can such a child achieve in the future?

Little Miss Cheng Youyou was unconcerned, "What’s so great about studying? I really don’t want to study!"