Spending the Male Lead’s Money to Change Her Fate

Lu Mingcheng didn't intend to respond to Xu Mu, but it was strange that he felt that his words were very unpleasant.

To put it another way, listening makes him uncomfortable.

Lu Mingcheng was quiet for a few seconds, and asked in a flat tone, "Do you like her?"

Xu Mu: "...?"

How should he answer this unexpected question.

His silence means no.

Lu Ming was light-hearted, too lazy to talk nonsense with him.

Xu Mu choked and said angrily: "I'm not her husband, why should I ask her to like it? It doesn't matter whether Qiu Yixi likes me, the important thing is that she doesn't like you."

Lu Mingcheng was completely speechless.

He raised his hand and rubbed his temples, and said coldly: "It's hanging up."

"Ask again."

Xu Mu laughed: "Will she go? My cousin really likes her."

At first, Lu Mingcheng asked her to play basketball because cousin Xu Mu liked her and wanted to make friends with her.

Lu Mingcheng: "Let's talk about it."

He asked, he couldn't control whether she went or not.

Xu Mu: "Okay, don't force it."

"Ok."

After hanging up the phone, Lu Mingcheng stared at the WeChat conversation that hadn't responded to the message. After thinking about it for a while, he added something.

Lu Mingcheng: [Can I teach you, can I go. 】

Jiang Qiuyi had just finished discussing with Jian Xia, planning to return to Lu Mingcheng for information, and suddenly saw his sudden sentence.

Jiang Qiuyi was dumbfounded, and wanted to give him a question mark, but felt too perfunctory.

She secretly glanced at Jian Xia on the opposite side, and then thought about it: [Yes, but I want to bring Jian Xia, will it bother you? If so, I took her in and arranged for others to take care of her. 】

Lu Mingcheng: [No. 】

Jiang Qiuyi: [What time will I get there? 】

Lu Mingcheng: [You can arrive before three o'clock. 】

Jiang Qiuyi: [Hmm. 】

Lu Mingcheng didn't reply to the news again.

Jiang Qiuyi brushed the conversation between the two and found that Lu Mingcheng was quite good at talking.

She lifted her cheek to look at Jian Xia for a while, and then sent him a message: [Have you made an appointment for dinner at noon? 】

Lu Mingcheng: [No. 】

Jiang Qiuyi: [There is a new restaurant here in Mingyu, do you want to try it? 】

She felt that if Lu Mingcheng wanted to, she could go pack and give Lu Mingcheng some warmth later, and then come back to eat with Jian Xia.

As soon as the news was sent, Lu Mingcheng came back quickly: [Send me the name of the restaurant, and I will ask Xu Chen to make a reservation. 】

Jiang Qiuyi was stunned, and after reading the words he typed twice, he understood what Lu Mingcheng meant.

He guessed that Jiang Qiuyi was asking him for dinner, so he directly agreed.

Jiang Qiuyi choked slightly, seriously considered for three seconds, and did not refuse.

She answered: [Okay. 】

"Jane Xia."

Jian Xia was reading Weibo, smiling very happy: "What's the matter?"

Jiang Qiuyi looked at her, blinked and said, "You can have dinner with Qingni and the others at noon."

"?"

Jian Xia looked at her dumbfounded, "Huh?"

Jiang Qiuyi clicked on the screen of his mobile phone and lied without changing his face: "Lu Mingcheng said that he would have dinner together at noon."

Jian Xia blinked and looked at her directly: "Mr. Lu asked you to eat."

Jiang Qiuyi nodded.

Jian Xia: "So you agreed, and then abandoned me?"

Jiang Qiuyi continued nodding.

Jian Xia "leaned on" and said, "Precision colors over friends."

"..." Jiang Qiuyi recognized what she said, and said calmly: "If I don't care about **** and friends, can I afford those gifts for you."

In an instant, Jian Xia shut up.

She respectfully said: "The little one is now retreating? You will take care of Mr. Lu earlier and buy me a big house?"

Jiang Qiuyi cooperated with her in acting and said with a smile: "Let me buy a big house first, how about I hide you?"

"Golden House Cangjiao?"

Jiang Qiuyi: "Yeah."

Jian Xia held back a smile and nodded hurriedly: "Okay, wait for you."

Jiang Qiuyi chuckled and sipped the juice in front of him.

"You don't need to go first, Lu Mingcheng is not finished yet."

Jian Xia knows: "Then I will accompany you for a while, and I will disappear when Mr. Lu arrives."

Jiang Qiuyi made an OK gesture.

It is relatively rare to have an appointment with Lu Ming to eat out.

The two have different tastes, and besides being an important meal, Lu Mingcheng seldom eats out.

For no other reason, I feel unhygienic and unhealthy.

When Jiang Qiuyi went to the restaurant upstairs, Lu Mingcheng had already arrived.

"Am I late?"

Jiang Qiuyi took the initiative to break the embarrassment.

Lu Mingcheng: "No."

He handed her a side menu and said warmly: "Look what you want to eat?"

Jiang Qiuyi opened it, looked at it, and asked him, "Have you ordered it?"

Lu Mingcheng: "No."

He said: "You first."

Jiang Qiuyi glanced at him and thought it was funny.

In fact, if it weren't for a year later. Oh no, it should be about what happened more than half a year later, Jiang Qiuyi was quite willing to get along with Lu Mingcheng.

In this world, not everyone can find someone who loves each other for a lifetime.

She naturally desires love. But when he was very young, Jiang Qiuyi also knew that his marriage could not be the master of his own.

Later, the desire gradually disappeared and turned into unwillingness.

After marrying Lu Mingcheng, Jiang Qiuyi's unwillingness has decreased a lot.

In addition to not loving her, Lu Mingcheng has many advantages.

He is not very good at talking, and he is not very good at talking, but the training in his bones has always been there.

Gentleman demeanor, loves cleanliness, will not mess around outside, and will not attack her. In most things, he respects Jiang Qiuyi very, very much.

In short, apart from no love, their marriage is actually pretty good.

The two were very respectful and peaceful, without quarreling. There won't be those trivial troubles that make me angry when you are jealous.

It's like warm water, no need to boil it to a boil.

There are good and bad marriages like this.

There is no passion, but there is not much trouble. Jiang Qiuyi thought about it occasionally, but actually thought it was pretty good.

After all, love may not last a lifetime.

Unfortunately, she knew the ending of the story in advance.

Thinking of this, Jiang Qiuyi slowly lowered his eyes.

Lu Mingcheng sensed the silence of the opposite person, and asked, "I don't like it?"

"No."

Jiang Qiuyi recovered and ordered again.

She ordered a few light meals and the waiter noted them down.

"Do you have anything to add?"

Lu Mingcheng said "Yeah" and took the menu: "Don't want to eat spicy food?"

Jiang Qiuyi was startled, "Aren't you not allowed to eat?"

Lu Mingcheng glanced at her, "I can't eat, you can give yourself some."

He closed the menu and told the waiter that he had added two spicy dishes.

Jiang Qiuyi raised his eyebrows as he listened.

She was a little surprised, Lu Mingcheng would pay attention to this.

It didn't take long before the food was delivered.

Jiang Qiuyi cooperated with Lu Mingcheng's habit of not speaking while eating, and ate quietly.

The two did not choose a box, but chose a location with excellent views.

Sitting by the window, you can still vaguely see the people coming and going downstairs.

Jiang Qiuyi found it interesting while eating and watching.

She was walking away, Lu Mingcheng suddenly asked, "Why do you want to take Jian Xia to play?"

Jiang Qiuyi was taken aback, and explained: "She said she wanted to collect materials."

Lu Mingcheng was puzzled.

Jiang Qiuyi smiled and said quietly: "Jian Xia writes novels. She wants to go there to see and write."

"..."

Hearing this, Lu Mingcheng raised his eyebrows: "She writes novels?"

"Ok."

Jiang Qiuyi paused with his chopsticks, and looked at him in surprise: "I haven't told you?"

Lu Mingcheng shook his head.

He only knew that these two people were friends who had known each other since childhood. As for what Jian Xia did, he didn't know.

Regardless of Jiang Qiuyi, Lu Mingcheng rarely asked actively.

Hearing this, Jiang Qiuyi glanced at him and said: "Impossible, I must have told you, you forgot."

Lu Mingcheng: "..."

He paused slightly, watching Jiang Qiuyi's confident look, he began to doubt his memory.

Maybe he really said it, he forgot. Lu Mingcheng really wouldn't remember such unimportant things.

He thought about it, and whispered: "Maybe I forgot."

Jiang Qiuyi: "You just forgot."

When I heard this, there was a bit of complaining.

But Jiang Qiuyi didn't feel it himself.

She glanced at Lu Mingcheng and said softly, "But it's not a big deal."

It's normal to forget it.

Lu Mingcheng: "My question, pay attention next time."

Jiang Qiuyi was taken aback when he saw his serious expression.

Inexplicably, there seemed to be a warm current in her heart.

There is a kind of inexplicable meaning.

After dinner, Lu Mingcheng saw that it was still early.

He turned his head to look at Jiang Qiuyi and asked, "Do you want to go shopping downstairs?"

Jiang Qiuyi: "Huh?"

Lu Mingcheng: "Go shopping, do you want to go."

Jiang Qiuyi blinked, looked at him, then looked down at himself: "I am not suitable for playing ball?"

Lu Mingcheng wanted to say yes, but suddenly thought of something.

"There are clothes prepared for the game, but if you want to change it, you can also change it and go there."

Jiang Qiuyi was wearing a white knitted umbrella skirt when he went out today, with a cloak of the same color.

Wearing shoes is more casual, matching together, it looks like a noble celebrity, but also very casual.

Jiang Qiuyi thought for a while: "Change a set, these shoes are not suitable."

She wore a pair of shoes with hairy inside, which made her look very lazy.

Lu Mingcheng has no objection.

The two went downstairs.

Jiang Qiuyi chose a small white fragrant woolen suit. Although it was not very suitable for playing, at least the shoes on his feet were changed.

From lazy little fur shoes to long boots.

Lu Mingcheng glanced around and found that her set was even less suitable for playing.

But he didn't say anything.

After getting along for more than a year, he probably understood a little about Jiang Qiuyi's character.

"Then I will do it."

Lu Mingcheng said "Yes", and asked faintly: "Do you want to match the jewelry?"

Jiang Qiuyi: "...no need."

She didn't expect Lu Mingcheng to be so on the road now, and suffocated and said, "It is not convenient to play ball and wear jewelry."

Lu Mingcheng nodded.

The cabinet sister tidyed up the clothes she changed, and just wanted to pass it to her, Lu Mingcheng suddenly said, "Look at the men's clothing."

Jiang Qiuyi: "? You want?"

Lu Mingcheng: "Well, just take a look."

Jiang Qiuyi looked at him for a few seconds, then asked in a low voice, "I will choose for you?"

Lu Mingcheng: "Yes."

"..."

Jiang Qiuyi glanced at him bewilderedly, but didn't say anything.

But she murmured in her heart. If she remembered correctly, every set of Lu Mingcheng's clothes and even ties were specially made, and there was no need to buy them outside.

Of course, sometimes major brands will send them home according to his size.

There are every quarter, as for private order, there are several sets every month.

Comparing the clothes and other things between the two, Lu Mingcheng is no less than Jiang Qiuyi.

It's just that most of his styles are similar, making Jiang Qiuyi look boring.

Thinking of this, Jiang Qiuyi's eyes brightened: "Do you want a suit or casual wear."

Lu Mingcheng looked at her with eyelashes, "It's okay."

Jiang Qiu raised his lower lip and had an idea: "Then I will choose something for you to wear every day."

She whispered: "You are in a suit every day, which makes people look aesthetically tired."

"..."

Lu Mingcheng glanced at what he was wearing, and said, "Okay."

Jiang Qiuyi followed him with a glance and took the initiative: "Then I will choose a set for you to wear for playing."

Lu Mingcheng has no objection.

Jiang Qiuyi looked in the store and asked curiously: "Do you like black, gray or other colors."

Lu Mingcheng just wanted to say something casual, but the corners of the eye caught something.

He said: "White."

Jiang Qiuyi didn't say a word, just looked at him like this, "Do you like white?"

Lu Mingcheng didn't know, so he said quietly, "I don't like it."

Jiang Qiuyi nodded, and an unnamed small fire burst out from the bottom of his heart.

She pursed her lower lip, maintaining her dignity and generosity: "I think you are better suited to wear black."

Lu Mingcheng was silent, but did not refuse.

"You choose."

Finally, Jiang Qiuyi chose a black casual outfit for him.

It is impossible for her to choose white clothes for Lu Mingcheng.