Chapter 306 Ji Qingwei vomited blood again, no match for [1 update]

This is her private Weibo, with only over 5,000 followers, most of whom are affiliated with Chaohua’s Mousi.

The Mu Sis could also vaguely tell that Lin Jihuan's background was very unusual.

But she still didn't expect that she would go directly to Si Fuqing's birthday party.

Views and comments soon began to surge.

[It looks delicious! Which chef made this? Home-cooked food is always amazing!]

[It’s so funny, what kind of home-cooked dishes are always so good, but you simply don’t have the money to hire a chef to cook expensive dishes, okay? Stop trying to save yourself, people just said that the Ji family is going to have a hundred tables of flowing banquets today, you guys

I couldn’t wait to post photos of Si Fuqing’s birthday party.

But you should also give something good. A few dishes of home-cooked food can make you play? No matter how much you play, Si Fuqing, the daughter of an ordinary family, can compare with a wealthy lady?]

[This... not to mention the family background is incomparable, and others are incomparable. The Ji family held so many banquets this time because Ji Qingwei got high marks in the joint examination of the seven schools, and the presidents of the Tiandi Alliance were there. Si

Can you support me?]

Since their birthdays are on the same day, more and more people are comparing the two.

Finally, a passerby and netizen couldn't stand it anymore and posted a crackling comment.

[I said, you guys are so black and you have some logic. Have you seen the watch on the hand in the upper right corner? Do you know what brand it is? RM, what level is RM’s watch? I don’t need to tell you? 】

Lin Jihuan liked this comment and replied with a comment.

[Huanhuan V, who loves sweet and sour pork ribs: There are too many bosses, I can only sit at two tables qwq.]

Originally, Lin Jihuan did not want to reply to the nosy netizens.

The Internet is a mixed place, and the bachelor's degree rate on Weibo is less than 10%. She has been playing Weibo for so long that she has long since stopped paying attention to the bloggers and keyboard warriors.

But she was not happy with Si Fuqing.

It's true that the Ji family has contacts with the Lin family and is related by marriage, but what does it have to do with her?

She didn't even know who Ji Qingwei was.

Sitting across from Lin Jihuan was Xie Yu's family.

She had a photo of Xie Yanqiu's hand.

Someone soon found out the price of this watch.

RM's latest watch.

Eighty million.

Netizens returned in silence.

[…One, a watch is worth the price of an apartment in forty-nine cities. Even the Yu family is not so luxurious. Who is this? 】

[No matter who he is, he can’t reach him, but Si Fuqing seems to know someone.]

[No, don’t you all care about the other point? The blogger said she can only sit at the second table, who is at the main table?!]

[The blogger herself is a fairy rich woman, and we are already envious of her. 】

【Take more pictures! Hurry, hurry, hurry!】

Lin Jihuan ignored some netizens who were still questioning. She looked at Xie Yu who was calm and composed, and patted Yu Tang beside her with some sadness: "Tangtang, are your family deducting your pocket money?"

If it weren't for today's banquet, she wouldn't have known that Xie Yu was also a rich man.

But there is no one like him in the Xie family in Sijiucheng.

Mentioning these three words, Yu Tang also felt sad: "But, my uncle Jiu deducts money from me every day. He is really excessive."

"Your Ninth Uncle?" Lin Jihuan was curious, "Has your Ninth Uncle come? I heard that your Ninth Uncle is very good-looking. I have never seen him before. He is too low-key."

Yu Tang also remembered that she didn't seem to see her Ninth Uncle.

She looked around.

No, why is Qingqing missing?!

**

At this time, one o'clock in the morning, on the other side of Anseong.

In a late night noodle shop.

Si Fuqing was reading the menu: "Boss, do you like noodles?"

Yu Xiheng paused.

Somehow, he once again recalled the unforgettable bowl of noodles when he was ten years old in his previous life.

It was probably because of that bowl of noodles that during the subsequent wars in the north and south, even though food was so scarce that the entire army had to dig tree roots, he still adapted quickly.

He was lost in thought for a while and said calmly, "The plain noodles are delicious."

"That won't work. You need to eat more meat to be strong." Si Fuqing ordered two bowls of beef noodles and held her chin up. "Boss, sometimes you are economical, and sometimes you are extravagant."

He is not very particular about food, clothing, housing and transportation.

"Huh?" Yu Xiheng raised his head and smiled, "Money must be spent on the blade, such as weapons, no matter how high the price is, it is not too much."

"Yes." Si Fuqing nodded, "But we still have to save money in case of emergencies."

Yu Xiheng raised his eyebrows and said calmly, "I would also like to ask the girl to teach me more in this area."

Soon, the landlady brought two bowls of beef noodles. After putting them down, she accidentally saw Si Fuqing's face in the dim light, and her pupils dilated in an instant: "You, you, you..."

Si Fuqing didn't make any disguise, she was still bare-faced.

The boss lady clapped her hands excitedly: "I am your fan! You are so good-looking!"

Si Fuqing: "..."

Is this okay?

"Today is your birthday, so we won't charge you for these two bowls of noodles." The landlady said very forcefully, "You must celebrate your birthday well. This is a new year, and the previous sufferings will soon disappear."

Si Fuqing was stunned for a moment, then smiled: "Thank you, Auntie."

The landlady left happily.

Yu Xiheng tilted his head: "The age range of your fans is quite large."

Si Fuqing blinked: "I am very popular with the elders."

Hearing this, he turned around again, with a soft smile in his eyes: "I like it very much."

Si Fuqing took a sip and said, "That's right, I have earned you a lot of money and I don't care about you bullying me. If you don't like me, I will resign and find another job."

"..."

Yu Xiheng fell into rare silence.

He began to think about what kind of environment she had lived in before, and how she had developed such an unintelligent head.

After the two of them finished eating, it was already past two o'clock in the morning.

Only street lights remained on both sides of the road.

Before Si Fuqing left, he placed a piece of cash and several of her autographed photos under the bowl.

It is indeed a good habit to carry a signed photo with you.

"Okay, go back and rest early." Yu Xiheng looked at her quietly, "Have fun."

Si Fuqing waved goodbye to him and returned home.

Ye Zhenmian and Nian Tingchu left the venue early and had already gone to bed.

Nian Yi'an had classes the next day and went to bed early.

It was quiet in the bedroom. Si Fuqing's ears twitched. She walked to the window and said lazily, "Third Senior Sister, do you think this is breaking into a house?"

"I don't want to go through the front door, please." Yue Jian shook her hair, "Here, here's a gift for you. I've been unable to move around recently, so I can't bring anything good."

Si Fuqing accepted the gift box with a serious expression: "Third Senior Sister, I finally discovered that good people are rewarded."

After hearing this, Yue Jian wondered if her junior sister had realized some great truth, which might help her understand her state of mind.

So she wanted to listen, and she humbly asked: "How to explain it?"

"You see, I have been very dedicated recently, and my boss is very happy and has given me so many good things." Si Fuqing clenched his fists, "As a good employee, I should work harder to bring more achievements to my boss."

Tsukimi: "..."

She actually felt that these words made sense.

Yue Jian crossed her arms and raised her eyebrows: "That's right. Our junior sister is so considerate and considerate of others, and is loved by everyone. You should work hard even more."

Although she couldn't remember Yu Xiheng's face, she naturally saw everything he did.

They are all mature old foxes, how can she not understand his thoughts?

But she saw it in her eyes, but she wouldn't remind her.
To be continued...