Transmigrating as the Cannon-Fodder Stepmother of a Period Novel’s Male Lead - Chapter 10
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Chapter 10: I’m Too Professional!
Translator: Atlas Studios Editor: Atlas Studios
Jiang Huai retracted his hand. He wondered if 200 yuan would be enough to buy a return ticket.
After receiving the money, Sun Qing still wanted to do some after-sales work. She explained to Jiang Huai seriously, “Hubby, actually, I’m usually very gentle and virtuous!”
Jiang Huai silently looked away. If he hadn’t seen her flare up twice in the past few days, he would have believed it!
After saying that, Sun Qing raised her eyebrows. Why isn’t he leaving? Don’t tell me he really wants to eat here?
“Hubby, I’ll go buy groceries now!” With that, she rushed away.
Jiang Huai looked at Sun Qing’s motionless body and almost laughed.
What kind of clown had he married?
“There’s no need, it’s too late. When I’m not at home these few days, don’t open the door no matter who comes knocking. Don’t give anyone money!” Jiang Huai said as he bent down to pick up his suitcase.
Sun Qing had been waiting for this sentence. Almost as soon as Jiang Huai finished speaking, she immediately stood at attention and said, “I promise to complete the mission!”
Eh, why did she say what was on her mind again?!
Jiang Huai really smiled this time. He used the excuse of walking quickly to hide his curled lips.
“Hubby, slow down on the road and drive safely. If we can’t arrive in time, just come back. I’ll make something for you to eat…” Sun Qing placed her hands by her mouth as a small horn. As if afraid that the man couldn’t hear her, her voice became louder and louder.
It was only when Jiang Huai was completely out of sight that she retracted her hand.
“I’m too professional!”
In the next second, she slipped through the door and ran back.
The paper bag was quite thick, and she couldn’t wait to count how much money there was inside. She had glanced at it just now and seen it stuffed with 50-dollar bills. Who knew if it would all be small dollar bills at the bottom?
“One, two, three… 46.” Since they were all 50-dollar bills, a total of 46 notes meant a total of 2,300 yuan.
Coupled with the four bills Jiang Huai had just taken, it was 2,500 yuan.
If he kept so much money at home, he must have kept it… hidden well!
After counting the amount of money, she had to count what she had taken from the Jiang family.
Compared to 2,300 yuan, the amount she had taken from the Jiang family was simply sad. When she counted, her mood was different. Her originally excited heart was now still.
The total amount added up to only 120 yuan. 100 yuan was still the dowry given by the original host’s parents. The entire Jiang family only had 20 yuan in savings?
To put it bluntly, it wasn’t even enough for the original host to rush to the market! She was so poor, no wonder she sold her son in the later episodes!
With so much money, she definitely couldn’t leave it at home. She would leave some change to tidy up the house and save the rest in her card.
It was almost midnight, and she didn’t have a watch to check the time. She had to buy a watch later.
Taking advantage of the fact that the bank wasn’t open now, she decided to take a look at the territory where she would live in the future!
There were a total of two inhabited rooms in the house. The left side was a little bigger, and there was only a big bed in the house. The bed was covered with a mat, and the sheets on the mat were neatly folded. It was clean and refreshing, not like a single man’s room at all.
There was also some simple furniture in the house. It was sparsely furnished and equally neatly arranged.
Jiang Huai had just left this room. From the decorations in the room, it was obvious that it was his style.
There was no need to mention the other room. It must be Jiang Hai’s. The door was wide open, giving her no choice but to look.
The single bedsheets were folded together abstractly, half on the bed and half on the ground.
There was a desk beside the bed. On the desk was a jumble of unfinished handmade goods and a pile of small parts on the floor.
There were two bookshelves against the wall filled with books. Sun Qing casually picked one up and flipped through two pages.
Industrial manufacturing books? High school students shouldn’t be studying this, right? What surprised Sun Qing even more was that there were many seemingly professional markings and annotations in the book.
She didn’t expect him to be so smart.