She died tragically from late-stage cancer, but was reborn and pampered by a military officer!

Uncle Jiang came out of the restaurant, waved to them, and said, "Don't just sit there, come and cut the cake."

Luo Yusheng stood up, and Jiang Moche handed the gift to the maid so that he could take it to the room before walking with her to the dining room.

After the rituals of lighting candles, making a wish, and singing "Happy Birthday" were completed, the maid turned on the lights.

Luo Yusheng smiled and moved closer to him: "What did you wish for?"

My cousin frowned, her tone a little sharp: "Wishes won't come true if you say them out loud, don't you know that?"

Luo Yusheng was a little confused by her inexplicable anger.

She felt that her cousin harbored some inexplicable hostility towards her.

In order not to let the atmosphere of Jiang Moche's birthday be ruined by hostility, she made an excuse to go home after eating the birthday cake.

When she got home, she remembered Jiang Moche saying that he had told her to let him know he was home safe.

I was about to contact them when I realized my phone was dead.

She turned around, plugged in the data cable, and as soon as she turned on her phone, she received a notification that there were more than a dozen missed calls.

There's also a bunch of news about Ji Tingxiao.

"I heard this restaurant is good. Are you free? Let's go try it together."

An hour later, he sent another message: "It's okay if you're busy. What are you doing?"

Half an hour later, he sent another message: "Why aren't you replying to me? I tried calling you but your phone was off. Where did you go?"

Finally, the time was shortened to ten minutes: "Why don't you answer my calls or reply to my messages? Do you want me to come find you?"

"The housekeeper said you weren't home, and he won't tell you where you are. Answer the phone!"

Why didn't you answer the phone?

From showing concern to questioning, he still hasn't adjusted his attitude.

Luo Yusheng hummed a little tune and sent a message to Jiang Moche, telling him that she had arrived home safely.

Then she turned off her phone, tossed it aside, and went to change her clothes and take a shower.

The next day, as soon as she entered the classroom, before she even reached her seat, Ji Tingxiao caught up with her and asked, "Why didn't you answer the phone or reply to your texts yesterday? What were you doing?"

The tone remained questioning.

Luo Yusheng frowned, raised her eyes, and said in a harsher tone, "Ji Tingxiao, can you please stop bothering me? I'm studying, and all those phone calls and text messages you're sending are really disturbing me!"

Ji Tingxiao was taken aback, feeling that the sentence sounded familiar.

"Don't you have your own life? Do you have to stick to me like glue? I won't be happy because of you."

This sentence sounds familiar.

These were all things he used to find annoying about Luo Yusheng, and now it was her turn to return the favor.

Song Qianqian and Jiang Lili passed by and overheard their conversation. Jiang Lili couldn't help but sarcastically remark to Ji Tingxiao, "He had such an excellent Qianqian, yet he insisted on going to someone else who didn't appreciate his kindness. He got scolded, didn't he? He lost face, didn't he?"

Her mockery made him, whose face was already pale, even more embarrassed.

Luo Yusheng stood aside watching the show; everyone's attitude was quite amusing.

What surprised her the most was Song Qianqian.

Song Qianqian was particularly cold and said to Jiang Lili, "Don't say that. Sheng Sheng and him are a match made in heaven. There is nothing between us."

This sentence is like a pebble thrown into a calm lake, creating ripples in circles.

Ji Tingxiao looked at her in surprise. Jiang Lili was shocked but then delighted and said supportively, "That's how it should be. A scumbag like that doesn't deserve you."

“Our Xixi is different now than before. She’s a disciple of the renowned Master Qin, so she’s sure to find an even better man! Some people have lost the watermelon but picked up a sesame seed.”

Song Qianqian took her arm and left, not giving the two of them another glance.

From the moment Song Qianqian opened her mouth, Ji Tingxiao's gaze followed her intently, as if he couldn't tear himself away.

Luo Yusheng, understanding her situation, asked, "Aren't you going to chase after them?"

These words brought Ji Tingxiao back to his senses. His eyes darted around, but he insisted, "I think she's right."

Luo Yusheng chuckled: "You, a match made in heaven with me?"

Ji Tingxiao heard the sarcasm in her voice and looked up to see the mockery and disdain in her eyes.

He was already dissatisfied with not being able to control her, and his dissatisfaction was amplified by Song Qianqian's indifference. At this moment, his dissatisfaction was ignited and turned into a fierce rage that rushed towards her.

"What do you mean? I've tried my best, I haven't fallen behind in my studies, and I've worked hard to earn money, so why are you finding fault with me everywhere?"

A hint of inquiry flashed in Luo Yusheng's eyes: "Making money? What are your ways of making money? Tell me."

Ji Tingxiao was taken aback, not expecting her to focus on this. A wave of guilt washed over him, extinguishing his anger, and reason returned.

“I earned some commission by helping some male classmates trade stocks before, and I also invested some myself and made some money.”

He gave a rough estimate: "I know this amount of money is nothing to you, but believe me, I can earn much more in the future."

Luo Yusheng smiled meaningfully: "It doesn't matter how much or how little you earn, as long as it's earned honestly."

It was a very ordinary sentence, but Ji Tingxiao felt that she seemed to be implying something.

But upon closer reflection, I still don't know exactly where the problem lies.

"Aren't you going back yet? Morning classes are about to start."

Just then, the teacher walked into the classroom, and Ji Tingxiao had no choice but to return to his seat.

Compared to Luo Yusheng's focused study, Ji Tingxiao was very inattentive, not only absent-minded but also constantly fiddling with his phone.

Before she knew it, school was over. Luo Yusheng had just finished packing her things when she heard someone knocking on the window.

She looked up, saw Jiang Moche, and smiled.

Today is Mr. Qin's family banquet, and I had arranged to go with him beforehand.

Unexpectedly, Jiang Moche arrived as soon as get out of class ended.

"Are you all packed? I'm here to take you to the Qin family." Luo Yusheng nodded and left with him.

As they went downstairs, they saw Song Qianqian, who was dressed up, walking down the stairs.

Song Qianqian is Qin Lao's last disciple, so she naturally had to attend his family banquet.

Not wanting to arrive at the banquet one after the other with Song Qianqian, she slowed her pace and asked Jiang Moche, "Are you short on time?"

Jiang Moche understood: "We still have plenty of time, it's okay to set off later."

Song Qianqian didn't understand why the two of them were following behind her.

But right now, her master's family banquet was the most important thing, so she completely ignored the two of them.

As I walked out of the school gate and was about to flag down a car, Ji Tingxiao grabbed my hand.

She immediately pulled her hand back and distanced herself from him: "What are you doing?"

Ji Tingxiao, oblivious to her coldness, suggested, "Now that you are Elder Qin's last disciple, your reputation has already been established. You can definitely sell your paintings."

“I know you don’t understand selling things, and you don’t need to. You just need to draw, and I’ll handle the selling for you.”

Song Qianqian found it ironic that he had taken the initiative to contact her for so many days, only to find out that he wanted to use her to make money.

Her tone became even colder: "My master is indifferent to fame and fortune. If I were to start selling paintings extensively as soon as I joined the sect, he would be unhappy."

Ji Tingxiao wanted to speak, but she didn't give him the chance: "Right now, I just want to study hard with my master. As long as I learn something, there will be plenty of opportunities to make money in the future."

Ji Tingxiao finally noticed the change in her attitude, frowned and asked, "Are you angry?"