Rebirth: Inheriting Millions In The Eighties
Chapter 754 - 752 Agreement 1_1

Chapter 754: Chapter 752 Agreement 1_1

"Jiang Qingchen! How did you get here?"

Seeing the light amidst the darkness, Muxia finally couldn’t hold back. She threw herself into his arms and clung to him tightly.

It seemed like the warmest and safest harbor.

Her voice was choked with sobs, and her body trembled lightly.

"It’s all right, it’s all right," Jiang Qingchen comforted her, stroking her head.

Muxia buried her face deeper, breathing in his warm scent, her heart melting into a soft puddle.

He always did this, appearing when she needed him the most.

Seeing her cling to him like a kitten, Jiang Qingchen felt moved and delighted, yet also worried, "Muxia, I am all wet from the rain, I don’t want to dirty you."

Upon hearing this, Muxia abruptly released him. It wasn’t for fear of getting dirty herself, but because, "Are you stupid? With such heavy rain, what are you doing here!"

He was soaked through, with rainwater dripping down his hair and fingertips drop by drop.

Clearly, he had run through the rain to get here.

While she reproached him with tear-filled eyes, she quickly ran to the bathroom, "Wait for me, I’m going to grab you a dry towel!"

Honestly, if he’s not taken care of properly, he’ll definitely catch a cold!

After handing him a dry towel, Muxia carried a candlestick to her parents’ room and fetched a set of Lu Tingli’s clothes for him to change into.

"Change into these quickly, be careful not to catch a cold, and now that there’s a power outage, we can’t use the heating either."

Muxia urged him in a rush, her tears almost spilling out.

"Don’t worry, my body is very resistant, I won’t catch a cold," Jiang Qingchen comforted her while he got dressed.

Once he had tidied up, Muxia, with reddened eyes, cried out, "You fool, couldn’t you have worn a raincoat or used an umbrella when you came?"

It’s the autumn-winter season!

How cold the rain must feel when it hits the body!

Jiang Qingchen humbly accepted the scolding and sheepishly replied, "I’m sorry, I was too anxious and forgot."

She was so timid, and all of a sudden, the power went out, and it started thundering. He was worried sick, wishing he could teleport straight to her side, not caring about anything else.

Hearing his words, warmth surged in Muxia’s heart, lodging in her throat and spreading to her limbs and bones.

He... is truly wonderful!

"You big dummy!" Muxia bit her lip as tears fell once again.

"Don’t cry, please don’t cry," Seeing her shedding tears made Jiang Qingchen unbearably upset, and he quickly came forward to wipe her tears away.

He added, "Muxia, I also brought you some snacks, do you want to eat some to calm your nerves?"

"I will have some then," Muxia sniffled and nodded, reaching out for the snacks, but instead, she pulled out a letter from the backpack.

A pink letter, at that.

To be precise, it appeared to be a love letter.

Muxia looked at the love letter, then looked at him, feeling suddenly uncomfortable deep down.

To think he treasured another girl’s love letter so much, he hid it in his backpack!

Jiang Qingchen, under the accusatory gaze, was quite embarrassed.

The atmosphere turned awkward in an instant.

Fearing a misunderstanding, Jiang Qingchen cleared his throat and quickly reached out to take the love letter, explaining rapidly, "It must be from some girl who slipped it into my backpack when I wasn’t paying attention. Muxia, give it to me, I will tear it up."

"Don’t move, let me look." Muxia didn’t return the love letter to him, but instead frowned and opened it with a rather unpleasant expression on her face.

Jiang Qingchen froze, his dark pupils dilating slightly.

In the past, Muxia would never care about who sent her love letters, but now she seemed so concerned, what was going on?

Could it be...

Jiang Qingchen instantly guessed a possibility; his previously steady-beating heart suddenly soared, on par with an athlete who had just run a marathon!

Muxia had already opened the love letter, and upon seeing those cheesy sentimental words, her expression grew even uglier. Her fingers clutching the letter tightened uncontrollably, grinding her teeth in frustration—she was almost snarling.

Jiang Qingchen couldn’t help but laugh.

Was this her reaction?

Did it mean that she was jealous?

Did she like him?

"This love letter is so poorly written, let me tear it up for you!" Without waiting for his reply, Muxia proceeded to rip the letter into shreds.

Jiang Qingchen remained silent, quietly watching her with a faint smile on his lips.

When she was almost done tearing, Jiang Qingchen spoke wistfully, "Muxia, let me ask you, if you saw someone writing a love letter to your brother, what would your reaction be?"

"Of course, I’d be happy. I’d have a sister-in-law!" Muxia replied without thinking.

Jiang Qingchen continued to probe, "Then why do you look like this when someone writes me a love letter? Don’t you think of me as your brother?"

Muxia froze, her body trembling slightly; she couldn’t bring herself to meet his gaze, like someone with a guilty conscience or whose deepest secret had been exposed.

That’s right.

She had to admit, she never thought of Jiang Qingchen as a brother.

No, that wasn’t entirely true; at least before she had a crush on Xu Zeming, she felt that way.

She wasn’t two-timing, nor was she leading him on. If he had found a girlfriend, she would have genuinely been happy for him.

But since she decided to get over Xu Zeming, her attention was gradually captured by him, and she fell deep.

Yet, how could she say such a thing out loud? So, she could only argue forcefully, "You, you were never my brother, why would I think of you as one?"

Jiang Qingchen pressed her further, relentlessly probing, "But I’m still your good friend, right? Seeing someone express love interest in your good friend, tell me, why are you so angry, so upset? Are you jealous? Do you like me?"

He gripped her shoulders, uncontrollably eager for an answer.

He was really too anxious and too afraid. She was just beginning to experience love, and who knew who else she might fall for later. He wouldn’t be able to continue protecting her from behind the scenes any longer.

He wanted a status!

Muxia could hardly look into his eyes, her cheeks burning hot as if someone had sprinkled them with chili powder: "I..."

"We need to focus on our studies now, and talk about this after we both get into university, is that okay?" After a long, hesitant struggle, she finally squeezed out those meaningful words, shyly.

Jiang Qingchen immediately understood her meaning.

She liked him too.

It’s just that they couldn’t be together right now, as it would be inappropriate.

"Okay, we’ll talk after we get into university," Jiang Qingchen agreed without hesitation, a smile that came from deep within appearing on his lips.

"Let’s make a pinky promise."

"Pinky promise."

The young boy and girl exchanged a smile, pure and beautiful.