Reborn As Lucky Star
Chapter 374

Chapter 374: 374

Yue Jiandong was thinking cleverly.

Qingqing was growing up and becoming more beautiful by the day. Since she was young, she had been attractive, but now she was simply stunning.

Every day, her desk drawer could be stuffed with love letters, thick enough to be bound into a book.

The cover would aptly be titled "The Heart of a Young Man is Always Poetic".

Yue Jiandong worried that his daughter might be developing feelings too early, but couldn’t say it outright, so he could only subtly ask Qingqing if there was a boy she liked.

At this, his daughter would always touch her chin and shake her head, saying, "No, none of them are suitable".

"Why?"

"Immature." How could Yue Qingqing like boys her age?

So today, Yue Jiandong deliberately said those words in front of Jiang Jingze.

Eventually, when Jiang Jingze seeks him out and starts arguing with that boy, who knows, maybe they will even come to blows.

Seeing them both acting so childish, Qingqing would surely just turn her head and walk away.

Yue Jiandong thought this was a great plan that might just solve two problems at once.

Regardless of whether Yan Sinian had any intentions toward his daughter, this Jiang Jingze definitely did. They were all male creatures, and who didn’t understand whom?

As expected, just as Yue Jiandong’s voice fell, Jiang Jingze’s expression remained unchanged, but his eyes seemed to be burning with fire.

"People’s Hospital family housing?"

Yue Jiandong walked over, "Yes. Just take the road out from our neighborhood, keep going until you see the traffic lights, then turn right. It’s the residential area behind People’s Hospital, with a sign for the family housing above it. It has just one entrance, the east gate."

Jiang Jingze hummed in acknowledgment, "Thank you, Uncle. I got it. Since Qingqing isn’t here, I’ll come by another time."

Yue Jiandong had never smiled so brightly at him before, "Alright, Jingze, take care on your way down, be careful not to slip on the stairs."

After closing the door, Zhang Ying pinched him.

"What are you doing? It’s like you almost wanted to draw the kid a map." Why give such detailed directions?

Yue Jiandong dodged and struggled to pull his arm back from Zhang Ying’s grip.

"You don’t understand. All I did was to keep my daughter at home and let her spend a couple more years with us."

Zhang Ying rolled her eyes at him, unimpressed.

Although she also disapproved of Yue Qingqing’ early romance, she disliked her husband’s instigating behavior.

Why must he incite the kids to fight? Jiang Jingze is such a good boy - handsome, polite, and even has excellent cooking skills.

Moreover, he was already quite unlucky. If he ended up getting hurt, it would all be Yue Jiandong’s fault.

Who says favors bind the receiver? Her husband had accepted quite a lot from them, yet he didn’t seem obliged at all.

Jiang Jingze’s lips were tightly pursed.

Although he always had a gentle, smiling demeanor around Yue Qingqing,

without her nearby, his expression reverted to its usual impassiveness.

His mouth forming a straight line like it was at the moment was even more uncommon; the tumult in his heart had long begun.

Just thinking that someone else had discovered the treasure he hid at the very depth of his heart, Jiang Jingze couldn’t help but clench his fists.

He could accept all misfortunes, only hoping to exchange his remaining bits of luck for her.

People’s Hospital family housing, is it?

He would wait and see which jerk used shameful tactics to deceive his pure and naive Qingqing.

Yue Qingqing was blissfully unaware that she had been unwittingly marked as someone’s possession.

She was still in the kitchen watching her senior brother cook.

Although to accommodate Qingqing, everyone in the sect, aside from the master who wandered about gathering alms, each of her senior brothers had excellent culinary skills.

However, their cooking styles differed greatly.

The most distinctive feature of Yan Sinian’s cooking was precision.

Compared to the eldest brother’s favored simple barbecuing techniques and the second senior brother’s wild imagination during cooking, Yan Sinian followed the recipes to the letter, meticulously accurate.

The kitchen was equipped with a precise measuring device, accurate to three decimal places.

Yan Sinian’s hands were also very steady; if he said a few grams, it was exactly that, not a milligram more or less.

He also controlled the heat very accurately; as a cultivator, he could nearly perfectly manage the temperature.

As he served the dish, its appealing color was tempting.

"Come, try it and see if it’s exactly like the ones at Four Seas Restaurant?"