Chapter 231: Chapter 231

Later in the third year of junior high, teachers assigned homework as if they were emotionless, cold machines.

There wasn’t enough time between classes, so Rong Qingqing simply did nothing.

At first, the teachers tried to manage her, but after seeing that Rong Qingqing’s grades never dropped, they understood her special circumstances. They realized it was useless to try, so gradually, they stopped bothering her.

Therefore, Rong Qingqing never really experienced staying up late to study during her student years.

It’s not that Rong Qingqing didn’t follow the rules, but if she and her brother used their part-time job hours to do homework, they wouldn’t have money to eat.

For this reason, the teachers didn’t place too many demands on her or her brother.

Shen Qiao had to rush to class, so he hurried out right after eating.

Rong Qingqing had ample time and wasn’t in a hurry, so after eating, she went upstairs, grabbed a bag, and carried a bunch of things.

As she stepped out of the elevator, she was dropping things while walking.

Shen Jue went over and picked up the things she dropped behind her.

Rong Qingqing sighed in relief. "Thank you, thank you, why don’t you do a good deed all the way?"

That’s what Rong Qingqing said, but without waiting for Shen Jue’s answer, she directly piled the things she was holding onto Shen Jue’s lap.

"After work, I still need to touch up my makeup, wear jewelry, change shoes, and change clothes, so there’s too much to bring out today. I can’t carry it all to the garage myself."

Rong Qingqing smiled sincerely, walked around to the back of Shen Jue, and pushed him, or rather, pushed the pile of things along with him to the garage.

"Does your stuff have anything to do with me? Why should I help you carry it?" Shen Jue looked unwilling.

Although Rong Qingqing saw Shen Jue looked quite reluctant, he didn’t actually throw her things, so she kept quiet, afraid that one wrong word and Shen Jue might toss them.

Rong Qingqing’s car was parked right at the front of the garage, a spot she had specially asked the housekeeper to reserve for her for convenience when parking and driving out.

Shen Jue, who couldn’t walk well, had most of his sports cars locked in another garage, while the cars here were the ones used for regular outings.

Rong Qingqing’s little white convertible looked both petite and striking parked there. Googlᴇ search 𝘯𝘰𝘷𝘦𝘭•𝓯𝓲𝓻𝓮•𝘯𝘦𝘵

"Can you put the stuff on your lap in the front trunk for me? I’ll take these to the car," Rong Qingqing ordered Shen Jue while pressing the unlock button on the car key.

Shen Jue, with a cold expression, walked to the front of the car, and the front trunk opened automatically.

Suddenly, a neatly arranged mass of contraceptive products came into Shen Jue’s view.

Shen Jue’s pupils shrank, utterly shocked.

"Rong Qingqing!" Shen Jue, regaining his senses, almost gritted his teeth as he called out Rong Qingqing’s name.

When Rong Qingqing responded with an "Ah?" and looked back at him, Shen Jue said slowly and deliberately, "Don’t think I don’t know what you’re hinting at! Stop dreaming, it’s not happening, don’t even think about it!"

After speaking, Shen Jue directly threw the stuff on his lap onto the pile of neatly arranged contraceptives and turned away with a cold face.

Last time with the tie, she hinted at wanting to get engaged to him.

This time, with a car full of contraceptives, was she hinting that the wedding room is ready and it’s time to get married?

Or hinting that it’s time to have a baby?

He had just started to be slightly nicer to her, and this woman was already getting ahead of herself, thinking up these far-fetched ideas?

Indeed, he shouldn’t indulge her.