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  Chapter 10: Spending My Dad’s Money on You

  TL: Etude

  In the early m, sunlight shrough the window, casting its glow on the head of the bed.

  Jiang Qin suddenly opened his eyes and rushed out of his room to the bathroom. After squatting ooilet for three minutes, he stood up, dazed, his face a picture of fusion.

  Damn it, he had fotten that he had been reborn. The problem of waking up with a stomachache was long gone.

  But since he was already up, there was no point in going back to sleep.

  After freshening up and hanging up his towel, Jiang Qin took his bicycle out of the ste room downstairs and headed to the Jizhou City Library.

  Upon reag the sed floor of the library, he immediately spotted Feng Nanshu.

  Dressed in a bd white checkered skirt, her long hair casg down to her waist, her eyes bright and clear, she stood on tiptoes, searg for a book on the shelf. Her posture, leaning slightly forward, highlighted her slender waist and the graceful curves of her body.

  “What are you looking for?”

  “I want that book.”

  Feng Nanshu turo g him, her delicate finger pointing towards a row of books above.

  Jiang Qin walked over, helped her retrieve the book, and thewo returo their familiar er, settling into their usual seats.

  Feng Nanshu then opened her small leather bag, pulled out an Industrial and ercial Bank card, and pced it squarely in front of him.

  “Here, take it!”

  Truth be told, Jiang Qi a bit embarrassed.

  A thirty-eight-year-old man borrowing money from aeen-year-old girl, it was hardly something to be proud of.

  Moreover, the fact that Feng Nanshu had taken out the card without waiting for him to ask indicated that she had been thinking about it all along.

  This was somewhat toug.

  Jiang Qin picked up the bank card, pi between his fingers, still finding the situation somewhat surreal.

  Was it really this easy to borrow money?

  He remembered the time, 16 years ago, when he was wrongfully dismissed and struggled to borrow money for rent, fag maions. While it wasly a traumatic experie certainly wasn’t pleasant.

  “Thank you.”

  “You’re wele.”

  “Uh… what’s the PIN?”

  “Six eights.”

  The simplicity of a wealthy person’s bank card PIN amused Jiang Qin. He pocketed the card, patting his pocket to reassure himself of its presence.

  He wao ask how much money was in the card, but hesitated and decided not to, feeling it might be impolite and overly purpose-driven.

  Well, whatever amount it was, it was what it was.

  He assumed it probably tained Feng Nanshu’s New Year’s money or allowance, maybe arouy or housand at most, or perhaps even less.

  His pn was to use this moo specute for a month, hoping to double it, and then buy a dipidated house in a prosperous area to make a profit from the demolition pensation.

  Then he would return the moo Feng Nanshu and see how much was left before starting his real business pn.

  “You got a bank card so young?”

  “It’s not mine.” Feng Nanshu spoke calmly.

  Jiang Qin, who had asked casually, was stunned by her response and then widened his eyes in shock. “If this card isn’t yours, whose is it?”

  Feng Nanshu lifted her clear eyes. “I stole it from my dad.”

  “You stole your dad’s moo give to me?”

  “Isn’t that… okay?”

  Feng Nanshu looked a bit puzzled, as if unsure whether her as were right , and thus she left the question to Jiang Qin.

  Jiang Qin was pletely baffled.

  What kind of retionship would lead a young girl to steal her father’s moo spend on someone else?

  Boyfriend? Fiancé? Husband?

  Other than these possibilities, he couldn’t think of anything else.

  The key issue was that Jiang Qin wasn’t really close to Feng Nanshu. Even though they were sates, they weren’t in the same css. Despite spending the past few days reading and snag together, they hadn’t spoken much. The money felt unfortably hot in his hands.

  After much hesitation, Jiang Qiantly took the card out of his pocket aur to Feng Nanshu.

  He desperately needed money, as without it he couldn’t aplish anything. But to entice a naive young girl to steal from her family? That was beyond his moral pass.

  “You’re not borrowing it?” Feng Nanshu seemed puzzled.

  “I don’t want you to get scolded at home, let’s fet it.”

  Feng Nanshu shook her head coolly: “It won’t happen. My dad has many cards. He won’t notiissing.”

  Still, Jiang Qin refused: “If it was your money, I would borrow it. But taking without asking is stealing.”

  “Will you return it?”

  “Of course, I will.”

  “Then it’s a loan,” Feng Nanshu asserted fidently.

  Hearing this, Jiang Qiated.

  At that moment, it was as if a little devil on his left shoulder was urging him to accept the offer, reasoning that as long as he replehe money before it was discovered, it wouldn’t matter. After all, he wasn’t pnning to absd with the funds.

  Jiang Qin, Jiang Qin, have you fotten the regrets of your past life? The world’s rules are simple: the bold thrive, the timid starve.

  Besides, borrowing isn’t stealing. It’s legitimate, and it doesn’t flict with your moral standards.

  vinced by his own arguments, Jiang Qin picked up the card again a with Feng Nanshu to the bank.

  Since Feng Nanshu didn’t know how much money was in the at – her cluelessness was baffling – Jiang Qi it necessary for her, as the leo know the exact amount.

  But what was this girl really thinking? Wasn’t she afraid he’d deceive her? Cim there was only fifty thousand when there was a huhousand, or thirty thousand when there was fifty, aly withdraw the rest, leaving her with o turn?

  At the bank, Jiang Qin’s poverty-limited imagination was blown away.

  Five or ten thousand? 1234567…

  He couldn’t even t the digits in the at!

  Jiang Qin’s eyes widened in disbelief as he looked at Feng Nanshu, thinking how the wealthy truly don’t sider money as important.

  More than six million in one bank card, with such a simple PIN? What if it got lost?

  Feng Nanshu, staring at the s, pointed expressionlessly at the string of numbers.

  “Wow, you have a lot of money.”

  “???????”

  After returning from the bank, Jiang Qin sat silently at his desk, feeling that today’s experience was even more absurd than being reborn.

  But no matter what, his first pot of gold seemed to be effortlessly secured. He didn’t eveo be overly cautious in starting his business. He could go all out.

  Buy a rundown property, wait for demolition, i in stocks, and then engage in some real business. Starting a business couldn’t be simpler.

  Just then, Feng Nanshu, who had been quietly reading, looked at him with clear eyes, seemingly wanting to say something.

  “What’s up?” Jiang Qin asked, ing back to his senses.

  “I want to be friends with you. I hope you won’t be ungrateful,” Feng Nanshu said seriously.

  “?????”

  Jiang Qin was full of question marks, uo grasp what was happening.

  Theiced the title of the book he had helped Feng Nanshu pick — “How to Make Good Friends Quickly and Effectively.”

  Jiang Qin’s brain froze for a moment. Looking again at the somewhat nervous Feng Nanshu, he had an epiphany and realized the situation.

  Who the hell spread the rumor that she was aloof? This girl was clearly a natural airhead with social ay!

  “Actually… we are already friends.”

  “So, when will you take me out to py?”

  “…”

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