Chapter 153: Door-to-door debt collection

On the evening of Chinese New Year's Eve, fireworks had already started outside.

Su Yun Jiao and Lu Jingqing were watching the Spring Festival Gala in the living room; previously Lu Jingqing found the gala utterly boring, so he never watched it.

It was only today that Lu Jingqing realized that watching the gala wasn't the point; who you watched it with mattered more.

When Su Yun Jiao came to her senses, she noticed Lu Jingqing had been staring at her, and she asked puzzledly, "Brother Jingqing, why are you staring at me like that?"

Lu Jingqing indifferently withdrew his gaze: "Just saw what looked like flour on your hair."

They had just been making dough; Lu Jingqing didn't know how to do that, so Su Yun Jiao was the one who made the dough.

Hearing there might be flour on her hair, Su Yun Jiao immediately brushed her hair: "Then why didn't you tell me just now? I think you did it on purpose."

Lu Jingqing always likes to laugh at her at times like this.

After spending this time with Lu Jingqing, Su Yun Jiao had become accustomed to him.

Lu Jingqing lowered his head to glance at his watch: "It's already eleven-thirty; should we start making dumplings?"

"Yeah, if we wait any longer we won't get to eat them."

Su Yun Jiao cooked a whole table of dishes that evening; the total amount of home-cooked food Lu Jingqing had eaten in his whole life didn't even come close to what Su Yun Jiao had made.

Because of work, Lu Jingqing usually ate business meals; this was the first time he had ever eaten so much home-cooked food.

Su Yun Jiao got up from the sofa, went to the kitchen, and began making dumplings.

Lu Jingqing stood by to help.

Seeing Su Yun Jiao place a candy into the meat filling, Lu Jingqing frowned: "What are you doing?"

No one had ever heard of putting sugar in dumplings.

"You don't understand; whoever eats that candy will have good fortune."

Su Yun Jiao didn't make many dumplings; they were already full from dinner, so they made about twenty medium-sized dumplings.

When the dumplings came out of the pot, it was exactly midnight.

Lu Jingqing used to never believe in such things, but since Su Yun Jiao believed, he didn't object.

The two of them quickly sat at the table and finished the whole plate of dumplings.

When eating the last one, Lu Jingqing felt something hard and instinctively wanted to spit it out.

But Su Yun Jiao reached out and covered his mouth, saying, "You've already eaten the luck into your mouth; you can't spit it out."

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Lu Jingqing didn't really like sweet things, but because of Su Yun Jiao he still held the candy in his mouth.

After all, spitting it out now would seem rather ungraceful.

Su Yun Jiao nodded satisfactorily and said, "That's more like it."

"I'll go clear the dishes."

"You did all the cooking yourself; how could I let you clean up?"

"Or are you going to clean up?"

Su Yun Jiao had never seen Lu Jingqing wash dishes before.

Seeing Lu Jingqing's eyes smiling, Su Yun Jiao still thought she might get to watch him wash dishes, but who knew that half an hour later the cleaner had already arrived.

At the moment she saw the cleaner, Su Yun Jiao's smile instantly stiffened.

Who hires a cleaner on New Year's Eve?

Lu Jingqing didn't seem to think anything was wrong; for chores like cooking and housework, he never does them himself, after all that would interfere with his money-making.

Su Yun Jiao rubbed her forehead.

Sure enough, people like Lu Jingqing with money can be willful.

"Your inheritance for this month has already arrived in your bank account; this is your living expenses, from now on you must manage it yourself."

Su Yun Jiao then remembered that she was now an adult; according to the inheritance agreement before, before she graduated from university she would receive 200,000 each year, which would be divided into twelve monthly installments deposited into her account.

Su Yun Jiao still had her first ever pocket money.

Before, Su Yun Jiao basically had no material desires, so she wouldn't buy anything.

And during these days at Jingyuan, Lu Jingqing took care of all her food, drink, and bathroom needs, even not letting her consider hiring a tutor.

Su Yun Jiao still decided to save this money for future needs.

"It's late; go back to sleep."

Lu Jingqing rubbed Su Yun Jiao's hair.

Watching Lu Jingqing go upstairs, Su Yun Jiao couldn't help but say, "Brother Jingqing."

"What's up?"

"Happy New Year."

Hearing that, Lu Jingqing smiled slightly: "Happy New Year."

By the time the fourth day of the new year arrived.

Lu Chi had originally been sleeping in his room, but then a noisy sound came from outside.

Lu Chi's sleep was naturally light; after hearing the noise, he grew somewhat impatient and rolled out of bed.

Who would have thought that just as he went downstairs he saw a gang of thugs wielding wooden sticks standing at their doorstep, looking like they were about to smash the door.

Lu Chi's face darkened: "Who let you come to our house to cause trouble? Security! Security!"

Because it's the holiday, many of the security guards are off.

Only two guards were left watching the gate, but because the incoming thugs had wooden sticks and electric batons, those two guards were quickly subdued.

At that moment, one of them kicked the door open.

Several people entered, looking fierce and menacing.

Seeing this, Lu Chi instinctively stepped back: "Who exactly are you? The police station is just three hundred meters next door; aren't you afraid we'll call the police?"

"Call the police? Your old mother owes money and doesn't pay back, and she still wants to have a good New Year?"

Hearing that his mother owed money outside, Lu Chi's face changed: "What nonsense are you talking about? How could my mother possibly owe you money?"

"So that old woman is your mother; I tell you, immediately have her come down from downstairs and get lost, or if she doesn't pay up, I'll make her regret it!"

The leader, a scar on his face, made his whole appearance look extremely ferocious.

At that moment, Zheng Hongyu upstairs stumbled down; she had also heard the commotion outside, so she came downstairs.

Because it was New Year, there were only a few scattered servants in the house.

Upon seeing the people at the door, Zheng Hongyu wanted to run back inside, but before she could, the other side shouted at her: "Stop! Take another step and I'll break your leg!"

Hearing that voice, Zheng Hongyu's legs went weak.

One of them took out an IOU, bearing Zheng Hongyu's own signature: "Your old mother lost over three million at our place playing cards; how do you plan to repay the money? Explain clearly!"

Lu Chi frowned: "It's just over three million; do you really have to come to our door to collect the debt?"

"Just over three million?"

Several people seemed to have heard a joke: "All right, Young Master Lu, if that's the case, then hurry up and bring the money, so we don't have to keep blocking the door every day."