Chapter 35: Money Is a Good Thing

Shen Qiao was dumbfounded, looking at Rong Qingqing in front of her, who had styled her bangs, changed her waist-length straight black hair into a slightly ash-colored large wave curl, put on makeup, applied bright red lipstick, and wore a light purple knee-length dress that perfectly showcased her body curves, and blurted out, "What got into you? Why are you dressed like this?" "Got hit by the ’if I’m not beautiful, I’ll die’ syndrome, okay?" Rong Qingqing turned back, reaching out to grab Shen Qiao’s hand, "I’ve been waiting for you at the door for over forty minutes, hurry up, I’m about to drop dead from standing! And why did everyone else come out so early, yet you made me wait so long?" "I had cleaning duty today and needed to clean the classroom." Shen Qiao explained, and then shook off Rong Qingqing’s hand, "It’s not like I made you wait, and why are you here to pick me up? Where’s Seventh Uncle?" "I went shopping today and swung by to pick you up on the way." Rong Qingqing walked to the car, pressed the unlock button, and motioned for Shen Qiao to get in the car, but was surprised when Shen Qiao ran straight to the front of the car and stared at the license plate for a long time. Then, with a face full of shock, she looked at Rong Qingqing, "How did you end up driving my brother’s car?" "This is your brother’s car?" Rong Qingqing chuckled; she really didn’t know and hadn’t expected it. "Compared to the two rows of cars at your house, I thought this was just the car Nanny Zhao uses for grocery shopping." Rong Qingqing assumed, those rows of luxury cars with logos dazzling enough to blind were Shen Jue’s regular rides. "What nonsense are you talking!" Shen Qiao glared at Rong Qingqing, "This was the first car my brother bought with his own pocket money from his first investment in college. He’s really attached to this car. You drove it out without him knowing, didn’t you? If he finds out, he definitely won’t let you off!" After saying that, Shen Qiao chuckled gleefully before getting into the passenger seat. Rong Qingqing almost blurted out, just in response, "With your brother in his current state, if I run a bit faster he wouldn’t catch up to me, what does he mean he wouldn’t let me off?" But after thinking about it, Shen Qiao was after all Shen Jue’s biological sister; it’s one thing to say something to provoke Shen Jue himself, but it’s best not to make Shen Qiao upset too. "There’s milk tea I bought for you in the back seat, help yourself." Rong Qingqing didn’t lower herself to petty squabbles with Shen Qiao, said this, and started the car to drive off. Hearing about the milk tea, Shen Qiao quickly turned around. Upon seeing the milk tea cup, her eyes lit up, "You actually managed to buy this milk tea; it’s infamously hard to buy, always requires a long wait, you actually had the patience?" "How could I possibly have the patience?" Rong Qingqing shook her head, "While I was getting my hair done, I hired a runner to queue and buy it for me, the runner said it took over twenty minutes in line to get it." If Rong Qingqing had to go herself, no matter how much she craved, she wouldn’t queue for those twenty minutes. With her patience, at most five minutes, no more than that. "Is that even possible?" Shen Qiao was shocked. "Money is a wonderful thing." Rong Qingqing raised an eyebrow, "Too bad you don’t even know how to spend it." Shen Qiao sulkily puckered her lips, "For the milk tea’s sake, I won’t argue with you, but, who’s the extra cup for? My mom is all about maintenance, she never touches any milk tea kind of stuff." "I know." Rong Qingqing explained, "This cup is bought for your brother, as a thank you for treating me to winter melon tea yesterday." Rong Qingqing doesn’t like taking advantage of others; it’s her basic rule of life. Upon hearing it was bought for Shen Jue, Shen Qiao laughed openly, "My brother doesn’t even drink milk tea! He least likes sweet things." "My gift, his business whether to accept or not." Rong Qingqing said, then turned to glance at Shen Qiao, who was holding the milk tea happily; teenage girls are easy to please. "Shen Qiao, what’s with all those messy rumors at your school? Haven’t you thought of telling your family about it? Let them handle it?" Rong Qingqing wanted to ask ever since Shen Qiao got in the car. The grand daughter of the Shen Family, how could she be isolated at school like this?