Chapter 343: The Soft‑Waisted Educated Youth Is Spoiled Rotten by His Boyfriend 06

Jin Chen's provocative words were out, and Zhang Zhishuai hadn't said anything yet; Xu Lin, who had always felt superior by comparing himself to Jin Chen since childhood, couldn't hold back.

He was also afraid Jin Chen would find out about his relationship with Zhang Zhishuai, so he only spoke from the back: "How could you possibly not afford it? Besides, every penny Zhang ge has is clean—unlike you, where did all this money come from out of the blue!"

Xu Lin grabbed Zhang Zhishuai's arm, his tone softening: "Zhang ge, you definitely won't lose to him, right? You should buy too!"

Zhang Zhishuai: "……"

He was utterly speechless, put in this awkward spot—now it's a case of riding a tiger and hard to dismount.

After a long pause, Zhang Zhishuai felt more and more embarrassed, thought about the money in his pocket, gritted his teeth, and said, "Buy 12 yuan worth of snacks, and pack them up too."

Sure!

【Detected Villain Blackening Value -5, total now 65!】

Mo Zhinan lowered his head, concealing the sarcasm in his eyes.

The boss smiled till his cheeks creased, wiped his hands clean on his apron, swiftly grabbed the tongs and packed the snacks—today's sale amounted to his usual half-month's income.

Jin Chen scoffed, "No wonder you're a big-spender educated youth—our village's work points mean nothing to you."

His words had a hidden meaning; Zhang Zhishuai sensed he was playing a word game but didn't quite grasp it, and his tone turned sharp.

What are you saying?

Since you're not short of money, get ready to spit out the money you've taken from others.

Jin Chen tossed out his last remark, shoved Zhang Zhishuai's shoulder aside, took Mo Zhinan's hand, and left the shop.

As soon as he said that, the few people in the shop looked over and finally understood what he meant.

Mo Zhinan was surprised, not understanding how Jin Chen knew about the swallowed-money affair.

Xu Lin was angry that his love interest was being slandered; in fact, he outright thought this was just Mo Zhinan's nonsense—Zhang ge is so wealthy, he wouldn't need to steal anyone's pocket money.

Zhang Zhishuai, meanwhile, was simply angry from losing face, convinced that Mo Zhinan now regarded Jin Chen as his backer—otherwise why would he have to report this to him!

But Jin Chen didn't state it plainly, so no one would rush to admit it.

Zhang Zhishuai endured and endured, finally having to swallow his resentment.

"Here you go, please take your snacks," the boss said, not caring at all how tense they were—after all, the money was in his pocket.

Hmph!

Zhang Zhishuai grabbed the bag, glanced at Xu Lin and left as well; Xu Lin caught his look, panicked, and hurried after him.

As the two stepped out, they ran into the clothing shop boss holding a large bag, who respectfully handed it to Jin Chen, his expression again one of surprise.

Xu Lin couldn't believe it: "That's definitely high-quality clothing; this much must cost at least several tens! Where did Jin Chen get all this money! Could it be he and Mo Zhinan have some shady channel..."

He didn't lower his voice on purpose, and it carried clearly to the ears of the two not far away.

Mo Zhinan's turning motion paused slightly; he glanced over, his eyes cold and deep, making Xu Lin panic and look away, his whole body chilled; he secretly thought he'd seen a ghost—normally this sickly weakling never had such an aura.

Let's go.

Jin Chen tidied up the bags, took his hand, and left the place.

Really annoying, I have to keep spending money, he thought.

Fortunately, no one came afterward to obstruct.

During Jin Chen's big shopping spree, despite Mo Zhinan's covert opposition, he bought many things for him, also bought items for himself, his mother, and his maternal uncle, finally needing a shoulder pole to carry them all.

He had originally wanted to just buy a car outright in town, but there wasn't one available, and he still had to call ahead to the city.

Spicy Comment, 【Turns out even back then there was the hassle of pre‑ordering goods.】

In the end, Mo Zhinan's face went stiff.

He really feared that after Jin Chen finished buying things, he would turn around and sell him off.

With the remaining money, Jin Chen thought he'd still need to come to town later, so he simply bought a bicycle with a rear seat.

【Congratulations Host completed timed mission, points +20!】

Finally, faced with a basket of items, Jin Chen in town found a human‑powered cart, gave an extra yuan to have them help pull it back to Fengshu Cun.

He himself then rode home with Mo Zhinan feeling relaxed.

By now it was approaching evening; a cool breeze blew on the village path, dispelling the daytime heat, very refreshing.

Mo Zhinan sat on the rear seat, being forced by Jin Chen to hold his waist tightly, otherwise he'd fall off.

He stared off into the distance at dusk, feeling the breeze brush his face; after a while, a faint smile appeared in his eyes.

"Later I'll first go to my place to drop off the stuff; my mom will definitely ask where the money came from, so I'll have to think of a way to fob her off."

Jin Chen listened to the silence behind him, worried he might doze off and become unsteady, so he tried to find a topic to chat.

"But don't worry, my money is all clean; it's just that the source isn't something I want my mom to know about."

Upon hearing that, Mo Zhinan's face showed a thoughtful expression.

He still wanted to know why Jin Chen suddenly treated him so well, when clearly before today they'd never interacted.

As if he could guess what he was thinking, the next second he heard Jin Chen continue.

"You also don't need to bear any burden; my kindness to you is wholehearted, and I won't make you do anything you dislike."

Mo Zhinan stared for a few seconds after hearing that, then spoke his second sentence of the day.

……Friend?

Jin Chen meant, did he want to be friends with him?

Good friends.

Jin Chen replied from ahead, especially emphasizing the word 'good', his tone carrying an obvious smile.

So that's how it is.

Mo Zhinan felt that with a reasonable explanation, he no longer dwelled on whether Jin Chen would really sell him off.

Being friends with Jin Chen should be nice; he wouldn't bully him like others, nor force him to speak.

And would also… protect him.

While they were talking, the bicycle and the handcart had already reached the village entrance.

Such a commotion, especially in the leisurely evening, drew many villagers to gather and watch.

"Goodness, which big spender from town has come to our village?"

Before they could even make out the person on the bicycle, the village women strolling under the maple trees were already chatting.

"Wait, take a closer look—doesn't the person in front of the bicycle resemble the Jin Family's troublemaker, Jin Chen?"

"Hey, don't say that—he really does look a bit like him!"

Now the villagers couldn't sit still any longer, all rushing forward to see.

By the time they reached the end of the village lane, Jin Chen's bicycle could go no further.

"It really is you!"

"Jin Chen, what huge fortune have you made? Are all the things on this cart yours? And this... bicycle!"

As the crowd grew, Mo Zhinan became especially ill at ease; his earlier relaxation vanished entirely, his body stiff as he sat in the rear seat, clutching Jin Chen's waistband.

Jin Chen let out an "eh", continually ringing the bell on the handlebars, "Everyone, make way—let me go home first, okay?"