Chapter 38 Don’t covet me

Author: Wei Wen Ming Xiang

Chapter 38 Don’t covet me

He watched her go out and go straight to the supermarket at the entrance of the community. Not long after, she came in holding a bottle of Coke.

Although the brim of the hat covered most of her face, Xie Mingchao could tell from her brisk steps that she was quite happy.

The source of happiness is nothing more than the bottle of fat house happy water.

"Chaochao, are you still awake?"

Chen Ziyuan rubbed her eyes and came out of the room. She saw Xie Mingchao standing on the balcony and asked in a hoarse voice.

"Why are you awake?" Xie Mingchao turned around and looked at Shen Qing before she entered the third unit.

"I just got up to go to the toilet," Chen Ziwan stood in front of Xie Mingchao, stood up on tiptoes and patted his head, "I haven't stood side by side with you like this for a long time. It turns out that we have grown so tall."

She sighed with emotion, "That's right. Mom is always busy making money and rarely takes care of you."

Xie Mingchao lowered his eyes to look at her, his Qingli face was extremely haggard, bitterness welled up in his throat, and his throat was a little dry. "It's okay, Mom, I'm studying hard, and you won't have to work so hard in the future."

"Chaochao is so sensible," Chen Ziyuan smiled fondly, "I am lucky to have you."

But she should be happier without him.

She was silent for a moment, then hesitantly said, "I have something to tell you."

Xie Mingchao already subconsciously knew what she wanted to say, and his face turned cold, "You don't need to tell me."

"Chaochao, although I hate him too, he is your biological father after all," Chen Ziyuan pursed her lips in embarrassment, "He said he could give you better educational resources and study abroad in country B."

He frowned irritably, "Did he find you?"

"No, Linda told me," she explained, "Linda didn't reveal our address to him."

Linda is Chen Ziwan's former manager and a close friend for many years. When something happened to her, she always tried her best to find evidence to defend her. Even though Xie Mingrong kept threatening, she never mentioned anything related to Chen Ziwan.

Xie Mingchao gathered the coat on her body for her, "I won't go, let him go, I won't accept his kindness even if I am picking up trash."

Chen Ziyuan said righteously: "If your mother is here, you will not be allowed to pick up garbage."

He chuckled and responded: "Okay, okay, don't pick up trash."

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Shen Qing sniffed the Coke and entered the elevator. Before she reached the floor, the can was already empty.

She shook the empty can in disappointment, wanting to go down and buy another one.

Looking at the face reflected in the elevator door, it is visible to the naked eye that it is rounder than before.

"Forget it, let's control our diet."

If Gong Xiaoxiao found out that she was fat, she would be so happy that she would set off firecrackers for three days and three nights.

It seems she needs to pick up her skipping rope again and exercise.

In order to make the painting more precise, Shen Qing stayed up half a night to finish the painting.

She admired the painting with satisfaction, "Well, Xie Mingchao in the painting is much more pleasing to the eye than in reality."

Early the next morning, Shen Qing went to school with dark circles under her eyes.

Xie Mingchao saw her expression and stopped flipping through the book, "Did you go to work as a flower-picking thief last night?"

Shen Qing shouted expressionlessly, "If I were a flower-picking thief, I would be the first to pick a flower from the high mountains like you."

His eyelashes trembled, and he replied calmly: "Don't covet me."

"I'm not thinking about you," Shen Qing looked at the girl with braided braids. She was really looking at him with resentment in her eyes, "I don't want to die young yet."

"I've finished your painting, but it's hard to bring the paper one over directly," she changed the topic, "We all live in the same community anyway, when will you have time for me to send it over to you?"

"Yeah, sure. I'll send you the specific address when I get home."

"Don't forget the kindness of Painter Shen Da in the future." Shen Qing yawned and fell down on the table. "I have to put more effort into this painting of yours."

Xie Mingchao's frown relaxed, "Okay."

Class 9’s morning self-study was the loudest on the third floor, but Shen Qing was too sleepy and ignored the sound of morning reading and fell asleep.

He stopped his endorsement and glanced sideways at her.

There was a faint dark blue under her eyes, obviously she didn't sleep well last night.

Xie Mingchao was looking forward to the meticulous paintings she said.

By chance, the bakery opened today, and as soon as school was over at noon, many students from Yunhe No. 1 Middle School ran to the back streets.

Xie Mingchao was also in the team, and he looked through Shen Qing's circle of friends. She rarely posted updates, and when she did, they were related to food and scenery.

He saw her reply in the news half a year ago: Tiramisu is really yyds! It would be great if I could eat it every day.

Occurrence Bakery is a national chain store and the first one in Kyoto, so many people come here because of its reputation.

Xie Mingchao had done his homework. There will be a lot of people at the opening today, and many desserts are limited edition. He made a reservation in advance and was able to grab one.

He took out a peaked cap from the drawer, the one Shen Qing had put on his head and forgotten to take back last time.

Fortunately, it will come in handy this time.
Chapter completed!