Reborn as a Superpower Girl in the 80s
Chapter 1168: Treated as a Love Rival

Chapter 1168: Chapter 1168: Treated as a Love Rival

He Rui heard the name Luo Qiao and then remembered that yesterday Zhang Jing said he had borrowed money from this person, but he didn’t tell her anything specific about who this person was.

But now she was thinking that she didn’t know Luo Qiao, so why would this person come to see her? She couldn’t be in love with Zhang Jing too, could she? This must be her way of showing off to her.

Her expression became complicated and she said lightly, "Please, have a seat."

Luo Qiao put the thermos she was carrying on the table: "This is chicken soup stewed by my family, especially to help nourish your body."

He Rui’s face showed a hint of conflict as she asked, "Luo Qiao, how old are you?"

Luo Qiao found the question from the girl in front of her amusing, sensing something odd in her gaze: "I’m twenty-four this year, what about it?"

He Rui looked at Luo Qiao’s face, which didn’t seem like that of a twenty-four-year-old at all. She could pass for eighteen with her fair and smooth skin, and such poise; He Rui suddenly felt somewhat inferior.

Luo Qiao didn’t understand why the girl in front of her was acting this way, her complexion changing constantly. Was this not a good time for her visit?

Seeing her like this, Luo Qiao stood up: "Where’s your lunch box? I’ll pour out this chicken soup for you. I need to rush back to take care of my children."

While He Rui was still pondering whether to accept or reject the chicken soup, she heard Luo Qiao say, "I need to rush back to take care of my children."

He Rui abruptly looked up and asked, "Your children?"

"Yes, they haven’t reached a hundred days old yet, I’m still breastfeeding."

"You’re married?"

"Yes, is that so strange?"

"No, not at all, it’s just that you look so young, I thought you were younger. I didn’t realize you already had children."

Seeing her reaction, Luo Qiao burst out laughing: "You don’t think I’m interested in Zhang Jing, do you?"

Caught red-handed, He Rui felt a little embarrassed: "It’s not that, it’s just that you’re so pretty, and yesterday Zhang Jing mentioned that he borrowed the money from you, I felt a bit uncomfortable. To think that he had to borrow money from someone else for my sake."

Luo Qiao didn’t want to be misunderstood and explained with a smile: "To be frank, Zhang Jing and I have only met twice. Once when we both came to report in Boston, and the second time was yesterday when he came to borrow money.

I happened to have that much money in my bag yesterday, and I was afraid you might not have enough. I thought since we’re both from China, we should help each other out. So I came here today for two reasons: to check on you and to bring some more money in case you needed it."

She took out an envelope from her bag and put it on the table: "It’s not a lot of money, but you keep it. We’re all Chinese, it’s tough being abroad, so it’s natural to look after each other, and you don’t need to feel embarrassed."

He Rui, moved to tears, said, "Thank you, Luo Qiao."

After finding her lunch box and pouring out the chicken soup, Luo Qiao said, "Drink it while it’s warm. I should be going now, my husband is waiting downstairs."

He Rui exclaimed, "What? Your husband is here too?"

Luo Qiao nodded: "Yes, he just arrived yesterday. He came to join me for the New Year, so you can rest assured, Zhang Jing and I have nothing to do with each other."

He Rui blushed, "Sorry, I overthought."

Luo Qiao smiled: "You’re already doing well by studying here, and I can tell that Zhang Jing really likes you. Take good care of yourself, and once you can go out, you are welcome to visit us at home."

After saying goodbye to He Rui, she went downstairs. It was very cold, and Luo Qiao was really afraid Lu Yichen would freeze: "Let’s go, are you frozen yet?"

Lu Yichen took the thermos from Luo Qiao’s hand: "I’m okay, how’s that classmate?"

The two walked hand in hand, just missing Zhang Jing who was coming from the other direction.

Luo Qiao burst into laughter after hearing Lu Yichen’s question.

Lu Yichen watched his little lady laughing uncontrollably: "What is it? What made you laugh so hard?"

After laughing for a long time, Luo Qiao finally stopped: "That classmate thought I was her romantic rival."

Lu Yichen also laughed: "At a time like this, to still think so much, it seems she’s not very badly hurt."

With hands intertwined, Luo Qiao said: "Lu Yichen, she said I looked like an eighteen-year-old girl, oh my, it made me quite happy."

Lu Yichen replied softly: "Yes, you’ll always be eighteen to me."

Luo Qiao was not pleased: "What do you mean? It’s obvious I really do look like eighteen."

Lu Yichen, smiling: "Yes, my Qiao Bao really has a tender face. I just worry that I might grow old too quickly and widen the gap between us."

At that, Luo Qiao laughed: "Didn’t I prepare all those creams for you? You have to keep using them, or we really can’t be sure."

Lu Yichen stared at Luo Qiao’s face for a while, then touched his own: "It seems I really need to start taking care of my face, or I might end up looking a generation older."

Although it was said in jest, Lu Yichen actually developed a sense of urgency, and from then on, he really took extra care of his face.