Rebirth: She Became a Beautiful and Cool Bigshot-Chapter 40 - The Ancestor Who Puts One in a Predicament

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Chapter 40: Chapter 40: The Ancestor Who Puts One in a Predicament

Chapter 40 -40: The Ancestor Who Puts One in a Predicament

Meng Chuyue nodded, “I understand now, I don’t blame you.

I don’t have someone I like at the moment, and I’m not interested in dating for now, so mom, you don’t have to worry about me for the time being.

Aunt Qin said I can start work whenever I want, but, I want to spend more time with you.

Mom, don’t say that your illness can’t get better.

I’ve heard teachers say that if a person keeps a good mood all the time, any illness can get better.

Really, starting from today, let me take good care of you.

As long as you’re happy, your illness will get better.”

With her Space Spirit Plants, she was sure to get better.

Meng Chuyue only wished the effects of the Space Spirit Plants would come faster so that Meng Wanhua could be cured immediately.

Meng Wanhua said graciously, “But your grandmother and Zhao Aihua might come over today, so could you go stay at Aunt Qin’s for a few days?

It won’t be for long, just a week.

After a week, even if you don’t go to work and just laze around at home, that’s fine.”

It was only a week, so Meng Chuyue didn’t see it as a problem.

She nodded obediently and said to Meng Wanhua, “Okay, but, mom, remember to eat the fruit I brought yesterday.

Aunt Qin told me those high-end fruits are not only delicious but also have health benefits, really good for your body.”

“Alright, I’ll eat a few every day, right?”

“Mhm, just be sure not to give any to Cousin Jingfen, ah!

Never mind, I’ll go down right now and buy some specially for her.”

After saying this, Meng Chuyue didn’t wait for Meng Wanhua to react and opened the door, leaving like a gust of wind.

Meng Wanhua chased to the front door only to find no one there, finding the situation ludicrous yet exasperating.

Meng Jingfen hesitated for a moment before approaching with an envelope, sheepishly saying to Meng Wanhua, “Auntie, about this red envelope…

what should we do with it?”

It was the red envelope Lin Youdong had just given her as a “daughter.”

So the red envelope rightfully belonged to Meng Chuyue.

If Meng Jingfen had any integrity, she would have handed over the money to Meng Wanhua without hesitation.

But she hesitated, clearly reluctant to part with it.

A flash of disgust crossed Meng Wanhua’s eyes as she asked gently, “How much is inside?”

Meng Jingfen couldn’t lie: “Five hundred.”

Meng Wanhua: “…”

She had originally planned to have Meng Jingfen share half with Meng Chuyue, but now…

She cleared her throat lightly: “Keep two hundred for yourself and give the rest to Chuyue.”

Meng Jingfen had thought she might only get one hundred at most and was quite satisfied with the outcome, nodding with a smile.

Before long, Meng Chuyue returned home carrying two big bags of fruit.

Apples, pears, peaches, melons, watermelons…

They looked heavy.

Meng Wanhua watched, her lips twitching, but she said nothing.

Meng Chuyue placed the watermelon and melon in the corner of the living room and carried the rest of the fruit into Meng Jingfen’s room, saying with a cheerful smile, “Cousin, I’m going off to work today.

For the next few days, my mom will be in your care.

These fruits, well, I bought them specially to thank you, so please accept them.”

Meng Jingfen didn’t expect Meng Chuyue to pull such a move.

But she was quite pleased.

It seemed Meng Chuyue didn’t hate her that much after all.

That was good, she wouldn’t have to worry about being targeted in the future.

She nodded with a smile, handing over three hundred-dollar bills, “You don’t need to tell me, I will definitely take good care of Auntie since she’s been so good to me.

Oh, and this is the red envelope your dad gave just now, a total of five hundred, but Auntie said to let me keep two hundred, and the rest is for you.”

Her voice grew softer and softer, worried that Meng Chuyue would lose her temper over the division of the money. freewёbn૦νeɭ.com

However, Meng Chuyue disdainfully glanced at the three hundred yuan, closed the door, and whispered to her, “I hate him, so I don’t want his money.

Anything he gives you in the future, you can keep it for yourself.

If you manage to get more things from him, not only can you keep them all, but I will also reward you, maybe with a nice lipstick or something.”

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