After Being Rejected, I Brought the Cute School Beauty Home to Be My Wife
After Being Rejected, I Brought the Cute School Beauty Home to Be My Wife Chapter 112.1

Chapter 112: The Disheartened Old Shen (1/2)

Trying to deceive Zhao Qingfeng’s mother-in-law was not going to work.

Zhao Qingfeng took the money, looked at the air conditioner, inspected it, and then turned to ask to borrow a multimeter.

“Uncle, is that okay?”

“It is, but even if it’s broken, it’s not repairable. Do you know what this is? It’s a sensor, and the components inside are very delicate.”

“I might be able to.”

Zhao Qingfeng smiled, took the multimeter, and after a quick test confirmed the problem was caused by dust and debris. He immediately found a soft brush, and in front of the embarrassed repairman, cleaned it and reinstalled it. The air conditioner started working again.

The repairman: “Σ(?д?lll)”

Aunt Ding: “(°Д°)”

Shen Lingyao: “(????)”

Zhao Qingfeng: “┓(;′_`)┏”

It was that simple, instantly saving one thousand five hundred yuan.

After sending away the embarrassed repairman, Ding Xiang gave Zhao Qingfeng a thumbs-up.

She hadn’t expected the young man to be so capable, better at managing household matters than Old Shen, who knew nothing.

It seemed that when the two kids got married, there wouldn’t be any worries about appliance repairs.

After praising him, she said to Shen Lingyao, “Yaoyao, take off your clothes too, Mom will wash them for you both. You two hurry up and study.”

“No!”

Shen Lingyao glared at Zhao Qingfeng with a tsundere attitude, “This time you were impressive. I, the princess, admit defeat. Take them off, and I’ll wash them for you!”

She was also delighted.

My Brother Qingfeng is so capable!

This surely made Mom see him in a new light!

Unfortunately,

Dad wasn’t home.

It would have been great if he could have seen it too, ╥﹏╥.

“Mom, where’s Dad?”

Thinking of Old Shen, Shen Lingyao asked.

It would have been better not to ask. As soon as she did, Ding Xiang’s face fell with worry.

Lately, Old Shen had been unusually focused on making money, filled with the same passion he had when he was young.

But making money isn’t just about passion.

Strength, financial power, and opportunity are all essential.

Old Shen’s financial and personal strength were average. To make big money, he could only pin his hopes on the chance provided by the Erlunsi reform.

“Your dad…”

Ding Xiang thought for a moment, then smiled, “He went to the provincial city with your Uncle Wang to handle some business. He’ll be back tonight. You two go study. Don’t meddle in adults’ matters.”

Shen Lingyao pouted and stopped asking, running into the bathroom to take a shower.

Zhao Qingfeng, mouth agape, wanted to ask but didn’t. He waited at the bathroom door for Shen Lingyao to come out.

Shen Lingyao quickly finished her shower.

She changed out of her sweatpants into a white, loose, knee-length floral dress.

Youthfulness was palpable as she appeared, her bare feet playful and cute. Zhao Qingfeng was stunned by her legs, suddenly thinking about how sexy or cute she would look in stockings.

Black stockings…

White stockings…

Flesh-colored stockings…

Zhao Qingfeng involuntarily imagined many scenes.

It was too exciting.

In an instant, a rush of blood surged to his head, and his nose bled uncontrollably.

“Brother Qingfeng, why are you bleeding from the nose? Were you shocked by my beauty?”

Shen Lingyao twirled around, her skirt fluttering, a sight to behold.

“You beautiful? Give me a break! It’s because of the hard work today. Even donkeys get a break, but I rowed for two hours straight. It’s a wonder I didn’t die there.”

Zhao Qingfeng wiped his nosebleed, took off his vest, bare-chested, and handed it to Shen Lingyao, smirking for her to wash it quickly.

As she washed, Zhao Qingfeng sneakily sniffed the fragrance of her hair from behind.

The scent of her body mixed with the shampoo was tantalizing, making his heart race and his passions flare.

He thought to himself that if they were already married, he would surely hold Shen Lingyao tightly in his arms, lay her on the bed, and kiss her fervently, (づ ̄3 ̄)づ╭?~.

“You stink to death!”

Zhao Qingfeng’s vest was all sweaty. Shen Lingyao glanced at him with feigned disgust while washing.

When she turned her face, her eyelashes fluttered enticingly.

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