Chapter 291: Chapter 291: Desk

Hearing Jiang Moli’s question, Lu Cheng asked instinctively, "You want to get a new desk?"

But before he could ask what kind of desk she had in mind, he heard Jiang Moli ask, "Do you want to try it... on the desk?"

Lu Cheng froze.

Once he understood what Jiang Moli was suggesting, he didn’t hesitate. He rolled out of bed, swept the items from the desk into a drawer, and spread a blanket over the surface. Only then did he lift Jiang Moli from the bed and place her on the desk.

They embraced and kissed, their bodies fitting together as perfectly as a tenon and mortise joint, picking up right where they had left off.

Half an hour later.

Lu Cheng carried the exhausted Jiang Moli, now as pliant as soft clay, back to the covers. He tucked a hot water bottle into her arms, then bent down and kissed her rosy lips.

"Don’t fall asleep just yet. I’m going to make you a bowl of warm brown sugar water to warm you up."

Jiang Moli was too tired to even move a finger and had no appetite. Her eyelids heavy, she refused, "No, I want to sleep."

With that, she closed her eyes. Her long, raven-dark lashes rested on her cheeks, making her look adorable and serene.

Lu Cheng’s heart completely melted. He leaned down to kiss her lips one more time and tucked the covers snugly around her. After getting up to put the desk back in order, he turned off the light, climbed into bed, and wrapped his arms around his soft, sweet-smelling wife, drifting off to sleep in utter contentment.

...

The next day after breakfast, Lu Cheng and Jiang Moli headed out to the department store.

With the Lunar New Year approaching, the department store was packed shoulder to shoulder. The counters were all scenes of chaos, like miniature battlefields.

Jiang Moli felt a stir of excitement.

Her task progress was already at 8,589/10,000. The department store saw at least a thousand people a day. ’If I just hang around here for a few days,’ she thought, ’I could probably complete my task.’

’System, when I complete my task, do I have to leave immediately, or is there a grace period?’

"After the task is completed, the Host must leave the mission world within seven days and return to their original world."

’What are the consequences if I stay longer than seven days?’

"It will be considered an abdication of the mission reward. The Host may remain here and live as an ordinary person. However, I must remind the Host that choosing to stay means you can never return to your original world."

’Is it possible for me to stay here, but have my mission reward inherited by my immediate family in my original world?’

"No. The mission reward can only be collected by the Host in person."

’How about we compromise? I’ll only take ten million. You find a way to give that ten million to my mother in my original world. How about that?’

"Host, are you really going to give up a one-hundred-million-dollar reward for a mere man?"

Jiang Moli gazed at the tall, broad-shouldered man in front of her.

As if sensing her stare, Lu Cheng turned back, his eyes filled with concern.

"Are you getting tired?"

The crowd was just too thick. Worried that Jiang Moli might get jostled, he had been walking ahead of her to clear a path, making it easier for her to follow.

Jiang Moli shook her head, motioning for him to keep going.

She continued her conversation with the system in her head. ’System, let me do the math for you. In my original world, for a top-tier man like him, countless socialites and heiresses would be lining up for a chance to marry him. Forget one hundred million—people would willingly pay a billion, even ten billion. Trading a hundred million for him? I’m the one getting a bargain here.’

"Host, I admit your logic is sound. So, have you decided to stay here?"

’In that case, can you tell me how my family in my original world is doing?’

"No. I do not have that function."

Jiang Moli retorted mercilessly, ’You’re really useless, then.’

"..."

Suddenly, a hand shot out from the side and gave Jiang Moli a hard shove.

"What’s wrong with you? Don’t you watch where you’re going? You stepped on my foot! These are new shoes! Look what you’ve done to them!"

Jiang Moli glanced down at the person’s chunky suede shoes. "I was wondering what was digging into my foot so painfully. Turns out you shoved your shoe under mine. I think you owe me an apology."

Lu Cheng, who was up ahead, heard Jiang Moli’s voice and immediately stopped, turning to shield her.

"What’s wrong?"

The person looked at Lu Cheng and said, "You two are a couple, right? Your wife stepped on my foot, and now she’s demanding an apology from me? How unreasonable can you be?"

Lu Cheng glanced at the person’s shoes before turning to Jiang Moli, his voice low with concern. "Are you alright?"

"I can handle this."

After saying this quickly, Jiang Moli turned back to the person. "You know what? Forget it. I’m taking the high road here. I won’t stoop to your level. You can go."

"Heh, taking the high road, my ass! You’re the one who stepped on me, and you think you’re in the right?"

Jiang Moli said, "Then call the police."

’It was such a petty squabble that the police wouldn’t even bother with it. Even if they did, it wasn’t worth the hassle of actually going to the station. That would be a huge waste of time.’

"Running into a crazy broad like you first thing in the morning! Just my damn luck!" the person muttered, cursing as they walked away.

"Disgust Value +1. Account credited: 10,000 yuan."

For the rest of the way, Lu Cheng kept Jiang Moli tucked even closer to his side, making sure no one else stepped on or bumped into her.

When they finally made it to the second floor, they both breathed a sigh of relief.

The second floor mainly sold furniture, appliances, and hardware. It wasn’t as high-demand as the first floor’s daily necessities and groceries, so there were significantly fewer shoppers.

This time, they chose a classic wrought-iron bed. An iron bed, at least, wouldn’t collapse on them again.

After buying the bed, it was still early, so they went up to the third floor to pick out a jacket for Jiang Dahai.

After all, with the New Year coming, Lu Cheng, as the son-in-law, felt he should make a gesture for his father-in-law, Jiang Dahai.

Jiang Moli had her eye on a thick jacket, while Lu Cheng picked out a cotton-padded coat.

As they were debating which one to buy, Jiang Moli accidentally backed into someone.

She turned around and, well, what a coincidence.

The moment she saw Jiang Moli and Lu Cheng, the smile on Meng Wei’s face vanished.

"Third Brother."

Gazing at Lu Cheng’s stern, rock-chiseled face, Meng Wei felt an indescribable, bittersweet pang in her heart.

It was as if time had been especially kind to this man, leaving no mark of its passing. Instead, it had only sculpted him into someone more composed, reserved, and powerful.

While Meng Wei stared dazedly at Lu Cheng, Jiang Moli was sizing up Meng Wei’s new companion.

"What a coincidence, meeting you again. Is this your new boyfriend?"

The moment Meng Wei saw Jiang Moli’s attention land on He Ming, her heart skipped a beat, and she instinctively tried to shield him behind her.

"Xiao Wei, are these two friends of yours?"

Meng Wei forced a smile and introduced Lu Cheng to He Ming. "This is Lu Cheng. Our families have been friends for generations, so I call him Third Brother. Third Brother, this is He Ming, my fiancé."

As for Jiang Moli, she was pointedly ignored.

"Hello, Mr. He. This is my wife, Jiang Moli."

Lu Cheng took the initiative to greet He Ming, smoothly introducing Jiang Moli in the process.

Hearing Lu Cheng call someone else his wife sent another wave of bitter jealousy through Meng Wei’s heart.

She had fantasized about this exact scene more than a hundred times, only in her version, she was the one Lu Cheng called his wife.

"A pleasure to meet you, Mr. Lu, Mrs. Lu."

He Ming’s accent made Lu Cheng raise an eyebrow. "Mr. He, you’re not from the mainland?"

"I’m from Hong Kong. I’m here to invest in and set up a factory."

Hearing that He Ming was from Hong Kong, Jiang Moli couldn’t help but glance at Meng Wei.

Meng Wei casually lifted a hand to brush back her hair, and the diamond watch on her wrist nearly blinded Jiang Moli.

He Ming lived up to his reputation as a businessman and was quite the conversationalist. "The New Year is almost here, so I brought Xiao Wei to pick out a few nice outfits. Your Rongcheng is a bit too small, though; we’ve looked all over and haven’t seen anything really worth buying. After the holiday, I’ll take Xiao Wei shopping in Hong Kong. Mrs. Lu, you should join us if you have the time."

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