Chapter 1471 - 1250: (Part 3)
Chapter 1471: Chapter 1250: (Part 3)
The sudden transfer of this dead girl to the town’s middle school near North City, and her no longer having meals at home, unknowingly thwarted her scheming.
However... a flicker of dark light flashed in Feng Lu’s eyes, and her mood improved considerably.
The reason?
Every weekend, she personally made some pastries for Han Bin to take to Han Qian at school. Although not much was added inside, a little adds up. Even if the dead girl doesn’t eat them once or twice, she doesn’t believe that, over time, the dead girl could resist.
Though the standard of living in the town is better than proper rural life, it cannot compare to life in North City. After not having eaten delicacies for a long period, when hunger hits her hard, the pastries she made would surely cause the dead girl’s mouth to water, slipping a piece or two into her stomach.
Take it slow, no rush!
Feng Lu adjusted her breathing, squatting to tidy up the cosmetics she had knocked off the floor.
A few minutes later, the dresser was back to its original state. Feng Lu lay on the bed, involuntarily recalling her visit to Ming Han and Ming Wei’s school today, where she called Ming Wei aside to talk.
Indeed, she did not like Luo Mingrui nor the siblings Luo Minghan and Luo Mingwei. She didn’t like the three children she bore earlier, but Luo Minghan and Luo Mingwei were of great use to her. She certainly wouldn’t truly heed the Han Family’s words, letting the two children continue being surnamed Luo, being Luo Yanqing’s children.
With that plan in mind, she couldn’t help but take advantage of today’s rest, appearing at the school gate where Luo Minghan and Luo Mingwei studied, aiming to gradually dismantle the defenses the two children had against her, making them accept her as their mother from the bottom of their hearts and become subject to her use, entering the Han Family to back her up.
For the children not born by herself, to be honest, she still felt a bit uneasy, even with the conditions offered by the Han Family. She remained fearful that she wouldn’t have anything to fall back on in the future.
After all, faced with benefits, many people often disregard family ties.
With animosity towards her stepdaughter and unable to truly rely on Han Bin, she could only place all her hopes on her own children.
Turning over, Feng Lu faced the window, her eyes darting around, contemplating her son Ming Rui.
Such a resemblance indeed!
What if that person knew about his impulsive act back then, taking her first time, causing her to become pregnant, and having her find a man to take responsibility, thus giving birth to the child?
How would he react?
With nothing else to do, why not inquire about the other party’s whereabouts; maybe she could obtain a sizable compensation from him.
Squinting, Feng Lu only felt exceedingly clever.
After all, no one in this world despises having too much money!
Besides, in this era of reform and opening up, with money, there’s confidence in purchasing what you want, isn’t there?
The town’s middle school near North City.
Han Qian lay on the dormitory bed, her stomach rumbling with hunger. Holding on for a while longer, she couldn’t resist. She suddenly sat up, opened her luggage, took out a package of pastries, and unwrapped it. Instantly, the sweet fragrance of the pastries filled the dormitory.
This dormitory housed only two people, one being Han Qian and the other, a farm girl with a disability in one leg who lived quite far from home.
Smelling the sweet fragrance emitted by the pastries, the farm girl named Liu Fang did not restrain herself, making a swallowing sound from the bunk opposite Han Qian’s.
"I... I’m sorry, Han Qian, I didn’t mean to." Initially, Liu Fang was lying on her side facing Han Qian’s bed. Now, her cheeks flushed red, she apologized to Han Qian and quickly turned over, lying with her back to Han Qian.
Upon hearing this, a hint of disdain and mockery flashed across Han Qian’s eyes. However, her tone betrayed no emotion as she said, "Want some?"
"No, no need."
Liu Fang waved her hand.
"It’s not like you haven’t eaten it before. Previously, when my dad brought pastries for me, I gave them all to you. Get up; I can’t finish it anyway. Besides, tomorrow is the weekend; my dad will bring me new pastries."
Getting out of bed, Han Qian placed the opened package of pastries on the desk between their two bunks. She picked up a piece, sat back on her bedside, and took a small bite. Seeing that Liu Fang remained lying still, she couldn’t help but add,
"Do I need to invite you again and again? This package of pastries has been sitting for several days already; if it stays any longer, it’ll go bad. Didn’t you say before to cherish food? Now if you don’t get up and eat with me, I’ll just throw the leftovers in the trash."
"No, don’t throw it away."
Liu Fang got up, looking at Han Qian with a gaze full of restraint and shame: "I... I’ve eaten quite a few of your pastries, but my family is poor, and I have nothing good to offer you in return. Han Qian, thank you for being so good to me. In the future, when I have money, I’ll buy some White Rabbit creamy candies for you from the supply and marketing cooperative."