Who Would Fall in Love After Being Reborn?

TL: Etude

In early July, on a sunny and warm afternoon, the Housing Expropriation Department of the Construction Bureau called Jiang Qin to agree to his proposed compensation terms and invited him to sign the contract immediately, setting an example for other homeowners.

Why? Because there were simply too many greedy people, even forming groups, each asking for a higher price than the last.

After three days of effort, the demolition team couldn’t reach an agreement with a single homeowner. Everyone believed that the longer they waited, the more they would receive, and anyone who signed first would surely lose out.

In contrast, Jiang Qin’s fixed price offer seemed very reasonable.

The Expropriation Department decided that since the homeowners were banding together to raise their prices, it would be simpler to break them up from within. Essentially, once one person signed the contract, others would inevitably follow.

Thus, Jiang Qin became the key to encouraging everyone to sign their contracts as soon as possible.

After signing the contract, Jiang Qin received a total compensation of 4.79 million yuan and was allotted four resettlement houses: two in the newly constructed Yushui Bay area in the new city district, and two opposite Fuzi Lake in the Jingyuan area.

From the perspective of 2008, these two neighborhoods were not considered prime locations, as the new city district had just been developed and lacked supporting facilities, making it somewhat desolate.

However, by 2010, a high-speed train station was built opposite Yushui Bay, and the new number one middle school moved to the south of Fuzi Lake. With the city government also moving north, property prices changed dramatically.

Jiang Qin, however, did not dare tell his parents about the house purchase and demolition, as he found it difficult to explain.

Since his parents were well-off and healthy, he thought it could wait; there was no harm in keeping it a secret for now.

On July 13th, to attract homeowners to sign, the demolition office transferred the compensation to Jiang Qin in less than three working days.

On July 15th, Jiang Qin successfully completed his college applications, opting for the finance program at Linchuan University.

On July 16th, he transferred 2.73 million yuan from his bank account to repay Nan Fengshu and, to express his gratitude, took her to a hot spring town in the eastern suburbs for a day.

The secluded hot spring pool, situated atop a cliff, faced towering mountains, offering a breathtaking view.

Feng Nanshu, clad in a swimsuit, relaxed in the warm springs. Her cheeks flushed from the steam, she held a soda in one hand and a sweet osmanthus cake in the other, her eyes constantly admiring the opposite mountains, visibly delighted.

Her swimsuit, purchased by Jiang Qin, was a conservative two-piece with a white strap top and a skirt, rather than a sexy bikini.

Despite Jiang Qin’s belief that the swimsuit was modest, he underestimated the allure of Feng Nanshu’s figure.

Her long, snow-white legs, slender waist, and the clear definition of her abs were particularly striking.

Unsuspecting of Jiang Qin’s gaze, the naturally naive girl comfortably stretched out her perfect curves, unaware of how her innocence and allure blended together, and oblivious to Jiang Qin’s fixed stare.

“There was a big bird that just flew by,” she remarked.

“Yes, big and white,” he replied.

Feng Nanshu turned slowly, a hint of confusion in her eyes, “But the bird that just flew by was black.”

Wiping his face with a towel, Jiang Qin said, “You know, you can’t just look at the appearance of things. Sometimes you need to see beyond the surface to the pure essence inside.”

“?”

Looking down at her chest, Feng Nanshu asked, “Were you looking at my chest?”

Jiang Qin, caught off guard, didn’t panic, “You’re thinking too much. I am a gentleman who wouldn’t stare inappropriately!”

“Then could you stop rubbing my foot? It’s starting to hurt.”

“That’s because the pool is too small. I didn’t want you to accidentally kick me.”

Jiang Qin continued with his gentlemanly excuses, but still discreetly stopped touching Feng Nanshu’s delicate feet, pretending to focus on the distant mountains and scenery. ŔἁɴỖΒËṦ

“Splash—”

Feng Nanshu stood up in the pool, leaning over the edge with her bottom in the air, reaching for a bag of pepper and salt rice crackers in front, but unable to reach it.

Jiang Qin was sitting very close to Feng Nanshu, so close that he felt he could almost feel the heat of her skin. It was almost unbearable.

“I’m done soaking. I’m going to take a shower first,” he said, climbing out of the pool and handing her the rice crackers before heading into the shower room.

The cold water cascading down his back made him shiver, and he couldn’t help but berate himself.

‘You’re a thirty-eight-year-old man desiring an eighteen-year-old naïve girl. Is that proper?’ He thought. Men are indeed faithful in their ways, always attracted to younger women.

Hearing the sound of the shower, Feng Nanshu glanced down at her chest, slightly furrowed her brows, and then tore open a packet of rice crackers, crunching on them.

“Hmph, this man really likes to look at chests, and he even likes playing with feet.”

After their showers, the two left the hot spring hotel and took a sightseeing car to the town’s commercial street, planning to grab something to eat.

When they inquired about the prices, a roast chicken was selling for 58 yuan. Jiang Qin couldn’t believe his ears.

“It’s 2008, and a roast chicken costs 58 yuan? If I had known, I would have bought half-price chickens from the zoo to roast and sell here. These scenic areas really know how to make money.”

But then…

Feng Nanshu’s mouth watered at the sight of the roast chicken in the rotisserie.

Jiang Qin couldn’t help but laugh, having never seen someone crave roast chicken like this. He ended up spending fifty-eight yuan on a chicken.

The 1.7 million yuan he had was all thanks to Feng Nanshu. His benefactress and little rich lady deserved whatever she wanted, even if it were the moon. This was his way of showing gratitude.

But was Feng Nanshu really a rich family’s daughter? Why did she seem so greedy for food, almost unable to walk past any?

“Have you never eaten roast chicken before?”

Feng Nanshu wiped her mouth, her gaze still cold: “Mother said a true lady should never be swayed by appetite, to avoid weaknesses.”

Jiang Qin sighed, thinking to himself, “You’re almost swayed to death by desires. What kind of wolf culture is this? Eat up, just don’t waste it.”

“Jiang Qin, thank you for buying me roast chicken. You’re my best friend.”

“Miss, if I’m your only friend, then of course I’m the best.”

After pondering for a while, Feng Nanshu revised her statement: “Then I think you’re a good person.”

Jiang Qin felt slightly defeated: “If you want to compliment me, just say I’m handsome. Don’t give me those vague ‘good person’ remarks.”

“Oh.”

“By the way, I might be busy in the next few days. I’ll be learning to drive and trying out some small business, so I probably won’t have time to accompany you. Do you have somewhere to go?”

“I can read in the library,” Feng Nanshu answered promptly.

“Won’t you feel lonely?”

“Not lonely. I used to be like this, alone.”

Feng Nanshu looked up at him, her eyelashes trembling slightly, seemingly unaware of what loneliness was.

Her life probably wouldn’t change much whether someone was there or not.

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