TL: Etude
After over two hours of movie watching, the little rich lady’s posture had shifted from sitting sideways to lying on her side.
Her bag of chips was finished, leaving only an empty bag.
Feng Nanshu discarded the bag and turned to look at Jiang Qin, intending to make a sound, but found that he had already closed his eyes.
Seeing this, the little rich lady also closed her eyes, pretending to be drowsy as if about to fall asleep. She began to shift forward, sneakily moving into Jiang Qin’s embrace.
Her waist was soft, slender, and agile. In a swift movement, her warm black silk-clad feet accidentally brushed against the cell phone in Jiang Qin’s pocket.
Feng Nanshu even stepped on it a couple of times, trying to kick it aside, fearing it would be uncomfortable during their close contact.
But the next second, Jiang Qin’s phone started to vibrate, and he opened his eyes, looking surprised.
He hadn’t really been asleep; he was contemplating the specifics of the inter-provincial promotion plan, hoping to figure out some unclear aspects. The continuous sound of rain outside was comforting, which is why he had closed his eyes.
What’s happening now?
Why suddenly such a big reward for me?
Jiang Qin silently sat up, noticing the elegantly long-legged Feng Nanshu lying beside him, breathing evenly, quiet as if she was asleep.
“This silly girl, she’s so unguarded around me.”
“It will hurt and bleed, you know?”
Jiang Qin picked up the remote control to turn off the TV, then quietly got out of bed, taking his cell phone from the bedside table to check the time. (TL: So... his phone wasn’t in his pocket!?!? Omg so jealous)
They had arrived at the rural retreat at nine in the morning, and it was already half-past eleven, he noticed. The rain had stopped outside, and lunch would soon begin.
Jiang Qin turned to look at Feng Nanshu, but his eyes caught a glimpse of a cute little tiger.
Why is everything like this?
Damn, so cute...
Jiang Qin was mesmerized, not moving for three minutes, when suddenly, the phone in his hand vibrated, snapping him back to reality.
It was a call from Jiang Tian, notifying him of lunchtime and inquiring if he and Feng Nanshu had any dietary restrictions.
Jiang Qin straightened the little rich lady’s skirt and gently covered her with a blanket. He then left the room while talking on the phone, careful not to disturb her sleep.
Hearing the sounds of the door opening and closing, Feng Nanshu, pretending to be asleep, didn’t dare to open her eyes, but couldn’t help but make small noises, thinking she hadn’t managed to cuddle but now couldn’t wake up or Jiang Qin would realize her cunning.
Five minutes later, the little rich lady truly drifted off to sleep.
Jiang Qin, having finished the call at the entrance of the corridor, was about to return when he saw the owner of the rural retreat walking by. He decided to follow and discuss potential cooperation.
Jiang Qin had now involuntarily switched to work mode, driven by the principle of moving towards anything that seemed profitable.
During his last visit to the rural retreat, the group purchase deal was still uncertain, so he hadn’t made any specific plans for a business collaboration with the West Suburb Resort.
However, he was greatly shocked by the owner’s method of providing ingredients for guests to cook their meals while charging for a full set – a strategy even more ruthless than that of capitalists.
How admirable.
So, Jiang Qin planned to have a good chat with the owner and include the Western Suburb area in the group purchase deals.
Although Jiang Qin’s current wealth meant that this remote area wouldn’t bring much profit, it represented a new service for group purchases – tourism.
Besides, there was no harm in making some money effortlessly.
“With me?” Jiang Qin was somewhat puzzled.
Jian Chun smiled slightly: “We’re all classmates. I have photos with many in our class, but none with you. You’re doing so well in business, and if you become famous later, people might not believe you were my college classmate.”
Jiang Qin looked at Zhuang Chen and chuckled: “I don’t think so. There’s no one to take the photo for us.”
“Zhuang Chen, could you please take a couple of photos of us?” Jian Chun handed the camera to Zhuang Chen.
“...”
Zhuang Chen looked at the camera in his hand, a wave of bitterness swelling within him.
How should he respond?
Refuse?
Don’t forget, you’re a warm-hearted guy.
After a moment of silence, Zhuang Chen put on a warm smile and lifted the camera.
Of course, this was just the beginning, not a bitter end.
For some reason, Jian Chun, who had been cold and stiff while taking photos with him, suddenly became lively in front of Jiang Qin.
What was most fatal was that after the first photo was taken, Jian Chun couldn’t help but ask Jiang Qin to take a few more.
In the next ten minutes, Zhuang Chen took many photos for them – panoramic, full-body, half-body, close-up shots...
You have to say, even if a warm-hearted guy lacks flavor, he has some skills and considers the feelings of those he likes, making him an exemplary good man.
Finally, at Jiang Qin’s request, the photo session ended: “Done, right? It’s almost lunchtime, and I need to go back.”
“Okay, thanks, Jiang Qin.”
Jian Chun’s smile was radiant, clearly very happy.
Since the South Street accident and the winter solstice dumpling-making event, she had developed an indescribable admiration for Jiang Qin. But due to misunderstandings at the beginning of school, their relationship hadn’t been very good.
Fortunately, Jiang Qin wasn’t one to hold grudges. Allowing her to take photos with him seemed to ease their relationship a bit.
Jian Chun felt very satisfied, as if being allowed to take a photo with Jiang Qin was a great honor, a sought-after reward.
Meanwhile, Zhuang Chen was almost grinding his back teeth to pieces. The girl he liked begged another man for a photo, and after taking it, she even thanked him. The suffocation was intense.
“Chun Chun.”
“Hmm?”
Zhuang Chen opened the camera’s playback, hesitating before speaking: “You seemed happier taking photos with Jiang Qin than with me.”
Jian Chun shrugged while looking at the photos: “We grew up together, so we’re very familiar with each other. In front of you, I’m embarrassed to make certain expressions or gestures.”
Zhuang Chen paused, his eyes lighting up: “So to you, Jiang Qin is a stranger, and that’s why you don’t care about his feelings and just act freely?”
“That’s one way to put it,” Jian Chun nodded.
Zhuang Chen was instantly convinced: “Then let’s go outside and take a few shots later. Don’t worry too much about what I think. No matter how ugly your expressions are, they’re always beautiful in my eyes.”
Jian Chun was taken aback: “Are you serious?”
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Hi everyone! One of my friends will be taking over most of the translation here, but I’ll still be editing what I can! But good news, regular releases will resume, so you all can expect a chapter almost every day!