Chapter 856 The More You Love, the More Beautiful You Become

Chen Chuan drove He Jiaqiong back to the IFS International Financial Center.

Since the 8 million [Consumption Fund] expires in 6 hours, there is still 7.88 million left unspent.

Therefore, in the next period of time, you don’t need to look at the price tag when shopping. You can buy if you like something, or even if you don’t like it.

He Jiaqiong wanted to buy clothes worth five to six hundred yuan a piece, but Chen Chuan stopped him.

"The clothes can't be less than 5,000 yuan a piece, so take your pick." Chen Chuan said.

"Then...can I choose some home appliances?" He Jiaqiong asked weakly, "For my parents back home, refrigerators, washing machines, TVs, etc..."

"Okay, choose well. It's rare that you are a filial daughter." Chen Chuan squeezed her hand.

Passing the fire corridor.

The two of them went inside to get some air.

The setting sun at dusk shone in through the window and shone on the two of them.

This is a place where no one comes.

Chen Chuan and He Jiaqiong made eye contact, and they leaned towards each other and kissed each other.

He Jiaqiong felt like she was being slapped against the wall. She quickly exclaimed: "The clothes are dirty..."

"Buy new ones..." Chen Chuan said, stroking her long hair.

He Jiaqiong looked into Chen Chuan's eyes and took the initiative to kiss him. She was like a well-behaved and sexy little kitten, bathing in the evening sun and kissing the person in front of her passionately.

"Chen Chuan, Chen Chuan, Chen Chuan..." She called her name while kissing him.

Outside the window, in the distance, was a construction site, and the pile driver made a "clang, clang, clang" sound.

A gust of river wind blows, blowing the luxuriant grass on the ground outside to the left and right, and swaying here and there.

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The remaining 7.88 million consumption funds were used to buy some home appliances and clothes, including Chen Chuan's own clothes. Various high-end luxury brands purchased several sets of each brand to fill the cloakroom of the newly purchased [Huaxi Center] house.

7.88 million yuan of clothes is enough to wear in Xiangcheng.

He has almost this number of clothes in the cloakroom of his room in every city.

On the home appliance floor on the fourth floor of the shopping mall, Chen Chuan ordered a set of home appliances. The address given was He Jiaqiong's hometown in Qinghua Village at the foot of Shamao Mountain.

He Jiaqiong was lying on a washing machine, with her elbows stuck on the washing machine.

She also knows that women should not look like they are sitting or standing. If they want to stand, they should stand straight. Her legs are straight and long. She looks better when she stands straight. But the problem is that she can't stand straight now, her back is sore, and her legs are weak. She can only walk wherever she wants and rest for a while.

Her lying posture ruthlessly attracted the shopping guide's attention. Customers coming and going will also look at her more. Look at the back of her waist and legs. The back is the killer. Turn to the front and pretend to look at her casually. The front will look better. Women are really like flowers, the more nourished they are, the more tender and beautiful they become.

When He Jiaqiong went to the bathroom, she looked in the mirror and found that she had become more beautiful! Or should I say? My appearance has been restored! Her peak appearance was at the age of 19, but in the past two years, due to having children and being tired from work, her appearance has declined slightly. Now...somehow, she has regained her youthful vitality? After all, she is only 22 years old? Not that old. A girl of this age? As long as she is irrigated properly, fed well, and dressed well, she will be fine. If the foundation is good, it will be more beautiful

When buying a washing machine, He Jiaqiong lay in front of the washing machine. When buying a TV, she sat on a chair and watched TV. When buying a refrigerator, she stood leaning against the refrigerator door.

Click. She took a selfie and sent it to her sister Amin.

Amin replied instantly: "Your son has peed on my leg three times. I don't want to serve him anymore. Sister, come back quickly. He is clamoring for a drink."

He Jiaqiong: No more.

Amin: Nothing.

He Jiaqiong withdrew the word "no more" and typed again: Wrong typo. I am buying some appliances for my home and will go back tomorrow.

Amin: Buying appliances? Do you have money?

He Jiaqiong: Well, private money~

He Jiaqiong originally sent a selfie to his younger sister, hoping to be praised by her sister for saying, "My sister is so beautiful." But no.

Moreover, my sister didn't ask about Chen Chuan.

I don't know what my sister means to Chen Chuan.

However, it was a good thing that her sister didn't ask. After all, she didn't know how to tell her sister what happened from the afternoon in the guest room to the evening in the stairwell of the mall.

Of course, the best way is not to say anything.

As if it didn't happen.

He Jiaqiong is well aware of her situation. If Chen Chuan is a good man, then she doesn't want to delay her sister. After all, from all aspects, Chen Chuan is much more reliable and better than Kang Longxing of Qinghua Village, and there is no comparison.

"There seems to be a word called the difference between clouds and mud, right?" He Jiaqiong watched Chen Chuan talking to the shopping guide girl who was selling TVs. The shopping guide girl looked very shy, talking and laughing at Chen Chuan and showing off her beauty.

The TV is a Hisense 100-inch LED, priced at 129,999 yuan.

Refrigerators and washing machines are also at high-end prices.

He Jiaqiong advised not to buy such an expensive one, but Chen Chuan didn't listen.

He Jiaqiong felt that she really had nothing to repay him. She could only say that she would play mobile games with him at night, choose a nanny herself, and help him well. Nanny? There was nothing else she could do. But I don’t know if I can handle him with my small amount of milk.

"Let's go." Chen Chuan paid the money, gave the delivery address, and snapped his fingers to He Jiaqiong who was sitting next to him.

"Okay." He Jiaqiong stood up immediately and followed obediently. Her walking posture was a bit awkward, with her legs crossed. This posture made several shopping guides around, especially the little brother, unable to take their eyes away. The young brothers looked at each other and smiled. As men, they could naturally guess what kind of violence this woman had suffered. At the same time, they looked at Chen Chuan who was walking in front. They were filled with envy and jealousy.

"You walk slower..." He Jiaqiong hummed softly from behind, gritting his teeth.

Chen Chuan looked back at her.

She was a little shy and tried to walk normally. She also knew that walking with her legs crossed in public would attract attention in the mall. It's not that she doesn't want to leave well, she just can't do it.

Chen Chuan gave her a hand.

She took the opportunity to hold Chen Chuan's arm and said softly: "It's been a long time since I did that."

"What?" Chen Chuan didn't hear clearly.

The mall was bustling with people and music was playing.

He Jiaqiong's almond-shaped eyes widened and she said angrily: "It's swollen."

"What do you want? A microwave?" Chen Chuan asked.

Seeing that Chen Chuan didn't hear clearly, He Jiaqiong said no more. She had the courage to say this originally, and she was too embarrassed to say it a second time, so she asked: "What is a microwave oven and what is it used for?"

"To heat food, if you don't want to cook, you can put a piece of ham sausage into two slices of bread, add a piece of cheese, heat it and eat it," Chen Chuan said.

"So...is it delicious?" He Jiaqiong asked.

"It depends on the individual. Some people like to eat it, and some people don't." Chen Chuan said.

He Jiaqiong held Chen Chuan's arm, leaned over, and asked softly: "Have you ever eaten it? Do you like bread or something?"

Chen Chuan smiled at her and pinched the flesh of her waist with his fingers.

"Ah wu..." He Jiaqiong cried out in pain, and she said angrily, "Why do you use so much strength to ask you to eat bread..."

"Ask again?" Chen Chuan pinched her waist.

"Oh, it really hurts...Brother, please stop pinching, be gentle, be gentle." He Jiaqiong was so painful that tears came to his eyes.

Her two charming and gentle words made several young men passing by feel anxious.

He Jiaqiong had a little temper in her heart. She was unhappy because she was pinched twice by Chen Chuan. She remained silent. Although she still held Chen Chuan's arm, she lost her liveliness and energy.

Chen Chuan lightly scratched her creaky nest.

He Jiaqiong glared and said, "Ignore you!"

"What are you doing?"

"You, who told you to pinch me so hard? You're just joking. You can pinch me more gently. Why did you hit me so hard? Now you're covered in injuries." He Jiaqiong said.

Chen Chuan smiled apologetically, and he didn't mean to pinch her hard. It's just that my hands are strong, and I don't know much about it. As for "causing injuries all over the body", he didn't agree with this statement. Except for a certain place, all the other places were caused by her own accident, such as her knees, which were bruised by pressing against the wall. The palm of her hand was also bruised by her pressing it to the ground.

He Jiaqiong huffed and threw Chen Chuan's hand away.

Chen Chuan said: "You turn your back on me... I have the same temper as your sister. I just bought you clothes and home appliances, and you just ignore me?"

He Jiaqiong stood there, thought for a while, then walked over obediently, lowered his head and took Chen Chuan's arm.

"Shouldn't you have lost your temper just now?" Chen Chuan looked at her.

She pouted and nodded.

"Is it right to lose your temper?" Chen Chuan asked again.

She shook her head again.

"What happens next?" Chen Chuan asked.

"It won't happen again." She whimpered obediently.

"Nothing like that?"

"Don't lose your temper." He Jiaqiong replied softly, then suddenly raised his head, with a glimmer in his eyes, and asked, "What about the future?"

"What's next?"

"That's it...do we have a future? Will you come to me again?" He Jiaqiong asked.

"What's wrong? You are terminally ill and will die soon?" Chen Chuan asked.

"No, I'm healthy. I..." He Jiaqiong didn't know what to say. The words "What happens next?" just now made her heart beat loudly.

Buzz.

He Jiaqiong's phone vibrated. A WeChat message came from my sister Amin.

Amin: Sister, since you are buying a refrigerator, can I get an oven? I think I have a talent for baking and can make delicious food for you. Moreover, if you do it well, you may not be able to sell it for money. How much money do you have left there? Can I buy one?

He Jiaqiong looked at her sister's message and bit her lip. She had a lot of money. Clothes, milk powder, and home appliances were all bought by the man next to her.

Chen Chuan saw Amin’s message.

The two fell silent together.

He Jiaqiong took Chen Chuan's hand, lowered her head and said: "I know, whether you buy me clothes or home appliances, it's all for Amin's sake. So... you asked me just now, what about the future? How should I respond if I lose my temper? From now on...from now on..."

He Jiaqiong wanted to say, "Will there be another chance... in the future?"

However, she couldn't speak. She felt her chest was tight and blocked, her breathing was not smooth, and she couldn't breathe.

"What's wrong?" Chen Chuan looked at her.

She shook her head and said, "I feel a little uncomfortable. My chest is tight and blocked."

"Still blocked? Isn't it open this afternoon?" Chen Chuan said.

He Jiaqiong rolled her eyes fiercely: "My chest, brother, my chest, the place where I breathe, is here, not the two sides!"

"That can work..." Chen Chuan looked at his watch, "Let's speed up the shopping, go back early, and let me give you a massage to clear your mind?"

He Jiaqiong nodded imperceptibly.

Chen Chuan listened: "Did you speak? I didn't hear you."

"Okay, big bad guy!" He Jiaqiong put her mouth close to his ear and said loudly.

When her lips touched her earlobe, it tickled for a while, and Chen Chuan smiled.

He Jiaqiong also laughed and said coquettishly: "We also want an oven."