Rebirth in 1986: Unforgettable Regrets novel Chapter 839

Chapter 839: Chapter 839: My Name Is Not Jinzi

"I don’t need this." Sun Rou instinctively refused.

Shen Jing stood up, his tall figure blocking her like a towering wall. He looked down at her and said, "It’s not much money, just enough for you to pay off your debts. That house, it’s near the factory. Your sister can walk to work in less than half an hour. The houses here are dilapidated. More importantly, it’s not safe for two girls like you."

"If your sister goes to the factory, and you’re home alone, what if a bad person comes? You could call for help and no one would come. Who would help you?" Shen Jing’s warnings weren’t just alarmist; this place was pretty much a slum, with all kinds of people living here, it was inevitable that someone might harbor ill intentions towards two young women at home.

Especially since Sun Rou was so strikingly beautiful.

"This..."

Sun Qing had never thought of this before, but now as Shen Jing spoke, she instinctively looked at Sun Rou beside her. Even in the most ordinary clothes, Sun Rou’s beauty was undeniable.

"Sister, we’ve been living here for such a long time, isn’t it safe?" Sun Rou said uncertainly, feeling that Shen Jing’s words were somewhat exaggerated.

Sun Qing was silent for a moment before saying, "I will apply to live in the employee dormitory at the factory."

Sun Rou’s eyes lit up, and she instantly nodded in agreement, saying, "Sister, I’ll stay with you."

...

In the end, Shen Jing left empty-handed. Sitting in the car, Shen Jing asked the assistant, "Did I offer too little money?"

Money, house, company—he could even send her abroad. Yet Sun Rou wasn’t tempted at all, only showing hesitation when worried about Sun Qing.

"Mr. Shen, Miss Sun isn’t moved by money; she’s kind-hearted," the assistant praised.

Shen Jing’s lips curved slightly, saying, "Sun Rou is indeed different."

*

Jianan Prefecture.

"So, you finally decided to come?" Tang Yue teased when she saw Lian Qingyang. Ever since learning about his background, Lian Qingyang hadn’t stepped through this door. Every time she called him over, he either went back to Sea City or off to the factory. Busy, no time.

Rejecting with all sorts of excuses.

Tang Yue glanced at the sun in the sky, smiling as she said, "The sun didn’t rise in the west today, did it?"

"Sister Xiao Yue, I was wrong." Lian Qingyang stood before Tang Yue, admitting his mistake obediently. "I couldn’t figure things out and was embarrassed to see you. Sister Xiao Yue, you can punish me any way you want, but you can’t disdain the gifts I bought for you and my two nephews."

Lian Qingyang placed large packages in front of Tang Yue, then handed her drawing paper and colored pencils, saying, "This paper is the best. And these pencils—I thought you might be running out. This brand is your favorite, right?"

Lian Qingyang set down the drawing paper and pencils, filling a whole box.

"You want me to draw until the year of the monkey?" Tang Yue couldn’t help but squint at him; the paper would be used up quickly, but those pencils... how long would they last?

"Your studio has a lot of people, doesn’t it?"

Lian Qingyang chuckled, taking out a bag beside him, saying, "Sister Xiao Yue, look at the clothes I bought for my little nephew. Aren’t they cute?"

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