Chapter 1355: Chapter 1355: The Bitterness Ends and Sweetness Begins

Luo Qiao heard this and thought to herself, this brother-in-law really can’t keep his hands to himself.

She stopped what she was doing and looked at Lu Yichen: "How much does he want to borrow?"

Lu Yichen scratched his head: "He called and said he wanted to borrow five thousand, but based on what he said about the injuries, I’m afraid five thousand won’t be enough. What do you think about adding another two thousand?"

Luo Qiao nodded and said, "Alright, you handle it this afternoon, so your comrade doesn’t have to worry."

Lu Yichen reached out and ruffled Luo Qiao’s hair: "Thanks, honey."

Luo Qiao placed the washed fruits on a plate: "When people have no other choice, no one likes to borrow money. It’s not just about pride. If we can help, we should."

Lu Yichen’s face was full of a grateful smile: "That’s why my Qiao Bao is so generous."

Luo Qiao handed him an apple: "Stop with the sweet talk."

Lu Yichen took the apple: "I’m speaking the truth. Last year, one of my coworkers loaned out five hundred yuan, and his wife made a scene at the office because of it. I still remember it vividly."

Luo Qiao rolled her eyes at him: "What is that supposed to mean—are you giving me a heads-up?"

Lu Yichen tapped her lightly on the forehead: "What are you talking about? Don’t I know the kind of person you are? Besides, our situation and theirs aren’t the same. I was just chatting and happened to mention it. That’s all.

No, wait, I protest! You’re being distrustful of me. Why else would you jump to the conclusion that I’m giving a warning?"

Luo Qiao huffed lightly: "Protest denied."

At that moment, they heard someone chuckle. Luo Qiao turned her head and saw her cousin coming over.

Luo Jialin laughed and said, "I’m here to grab some fruit. You two carry on."

Luo Qiao laughed along: "We’re just messing around."

Luo Jialin carried off the washed fruit, leaving with an amused smile.

Luo Qiao shot Lu Yichen a sidelong glance: "This is all your doing."

Lu Yichen burst into laughter: "No big deal. Every couple banters. Cousin Jialin wouldn’t make fun of you."

Just as Luo Qiao was about to retort, Lu Yichen checked his watch: "It’s getting late, honey. I need to go now. If I don’t, I’m going to be late."

Luo Qiao pulled ten thousand yuan in cash out of her stash: "Here, take this. Find time to transfer the money this afternoon."

Lu Yichen took it: "Isn’t this too much?"

Luo Qiao said matter-of-factly: "The money’s yours now. How much to transfer—it’s up to you."

Lu Yichen cracked a joke: "Such a big decision. I can’t take the responsibility for it. Honey, you call the shots—you decide how much."

Luo Qiao gave him a shove: "Keep joking around, and you’ll really end up being late."

Lu Yichen glanced at his watch, kissed her on the cheek, and said: "You’re right, I better go. I’ll report back to you tonight, honey."

Watching him dash off, Luo Qiao thought to herself how he was getting more and more playful these days. She wondered who he picked it up from.

Luo Qiao cut the washed apples into slices, added toothpicks, plated them, and carried out two trays, only to be surrounded by a group of kids. Her niece Luo Zitong beamed and said: "I just knew Aunt would slice them up."

Zhou Xiaomin saw her daughter’s smug expression and said: "Alright, stop showing off. We get it—you’re your aunt’s favorite niece."

Xiao Ya chuckled: "Let it go, Xiaomin. They’re blood relatives; it’s genetic. Zitong’s smugness matches Qiaoqiao’s perfectly."

Woo Yunmei chimed in with a laugh: "You’re not wrong. Zitong really does look about seventy to eighty percent like Qiaoqiao, especially her expressions."

As she munched on the fruit, Zitong heard this and grinned: "Of course—I’m my aunt’s dear niece."

Geng Yanqiu laughed: "That expression right there—it’s just like Qiaoqiao’s."

Luo Qiao laughed: "When Zitong grows up, she’ll be a little beauty, won’t she?"

Luo Zitong giggled: "Isn’t there a saying that nieces resemble their aunts? I just take after mine."

Zhou Xiaomin teased with a playful smile: "Talk about flattering yourself."

The kids burst out laughing too, and the house was filled with cheerful chatter and laughter that carried far outside.

Out for a stroll, some neighbors heard the laughter and commented: "The Luo Family’s Elderly Couple must be very content now. Their second son has married a beautiful, kind wife. Haotian has finally found happiness after all his hardships."