Spending the Male Lead’s Money to Change Her Fate

After being led out of the yard by Lu Mingcheng, Jiang Qiuyi recovered.

She looked at the burnt up fairy stick in her hand and raised her eyes to look at him: "You--"

"What am I?"

Lu Mingcheng glanced at her, took the fairy stick in her hand and threw it into the trash can next to it.

Jiang Qiuyi opened her lips slightly, watching him for a long while: "Shall we go on a date?"

Lu Mingcheng said "Yeah" and looked down at her: "Don't want to go?"

"..."

Jiang Qiuyi choked, shook his head and said, "No."

She just didn't expect Lu Mingcheng to say the word "date" so smoothly.

She was silent for a while and looked at him: "Walking?"

Lu Mingcheng glanced at her and said amused: "Huo Xun and Li Miao will be here soon, and Huo Xun will drive."

Jiang Qiuyi raised his eyebrows, a little surprised: "Did Huo Xun have a drink?"

Lu Mingcheng didn't know how Jiang Qiuyi did it, so he could grasp the key points so accurately. He laughed blankly: "Well, I didn't drink it."

He looked down at her, frowned and asked, "Are you wearing too thin?"

Jiang Qiuyi looked down. She was wearing a red coat, which seemed like a lady.

She bought this coat deliberately, just for the New Year.

"Not thin."

Jiang Qiuyi glanced at him and said, "I am very warm."

Lu Mingcheng: "I'm going to the bridge over there later. It's windy over there, sure it won't be cold?"

Jiang Qiuyi said "Yes": "It's okay to be cold, just beautiful."

Lu Mingcheng: "..."

Seeing Lu Mingcheng's disapproval look, Jiang Qiuyi glared at him: "Why, don't you think it is pretty?"

Lu Mingcheng looked at her fiercely, and wanted to laugh a little.

"No."

He lowered his eyelashes and said with a smile: "Very beautiful."

"..."

I don't know why, but the three words very beautiful came out of Lu Mingcheng's mouth, which makes people blush.

Jiang Qiuyi was so embarrassed, his eyes erraticly agreed: "Oh."

She pressed the corners of her lips that she wanted to turn up, and whispered, "I see."

Lu Mingcheng saw her dress like this, but after thinking about it, he didn't force her to change her clothes.

When it's cold, there is always a solution.

The two waited outside for a few minutes, and Huo Xun and Li Miao came.

As soon as he saw Jiang Qiuyi, Li Miao gave his big red envelope first.

"Qiuyi Happy New Year! New Year becomes thinner and more beautiful."

Li Miao is full of vitality.

Jiang Qiuyi smiled: "So are you." She was pulled out too quickly, and the red envelope in her pocket was not big. Jiang Qiuyi was thinking about getting another red envelope for Li Miao later, but Lu Mingcheng didn't know where to stuff her.

Jiang Qiuyi was taken aback and looked at him in surprise: "This is... for Li Miao?"

Lu Mingcheng: "It was prepared for you, you probably didn't take it."

Jiang Qiuyi paused slightly, a little surprised that Lu Mingcheng would be so considerate.

She raised her lips, smiled and said, "Thank you."

She handed the red envelope to Li Miao, "Lu Mingcheng prepared it, I forgot to take it."

Li Miao raised his eyebrows and said unexpectedly: "Thank you, Mr. Lu, for taking Mr. Lu's red envelope, it seems that I will get rich this year.

Hearing this, Huo Xun couldn't help laughing: "My wife, when have you been poor?"

Li Miao glanced at him: "Then leave it alone."

Huo Xun was speechless.

Four people got in the car and set off to watch the fireworks bloom in the city center. After this point, it happened to be able to catch up.

It's just that on New Year's Eve, the city center is still very congested.

Taking into account the cars that would not be able to get out later, a few people discussed parking the car far away, and then walked slowly along with the flow of people.

After getting off the car, Li Miao and Huo Xun walked in front.

I don't know why, Jiang Qiuyi is about the same age as Li Miao, but he doesn't have the vitality of Li Miao.

This should be due to the living environment since childhood.

Li Miao is arrogant and splendid, always like a carefree girl.

Jiang Qiuyi was actually a little envious.

She was watching, her hand was suddenly held by the man.

Jiang Qiuyi had a meal and turned to look at him.

Lu Mingcheng was very calm, walking down the inside of her wrist, clasping her fingers.

Jiang Qiuyi's eyelashes trembled lightly.

In the next second, Lu Mingcheng probably knew that she was afraid of the cold, so he held her hand and put it into his coat pocket.

His pockets are big, deep, and warm.

In the same way, his palm is also very hot, and it is continuously transmitted to her.

Ten fingers connected to the heart.

For a moment, Jiang Qiuyi felt that his heart beats a little faster.

Jiang Qiuyi pressed the small heart that was too alive and kicking, and looked at him sideways.

Noting her gaze, Lu Mingcheng asked quietly: "What's the matter?"

Jiang Qiuyi saw him calmly and shook his head: "It's nothing."

She said softly: "There are a lot of people."

"Yeah." Lu Mingcheng squeezed her hand and said solemnly: "Take it, don't get lost."

Jiang Qiuyi listened, lowered his head and smiled: "Okay."

She said, "No."

The two of them were crowded in the crowd, and felt the atmosphere of the New Year together with everyone.

Jiang Qiuyi looked at the heads of people moving forward, with some emotion.

"Can we squeeze to the side to see the fireworks?"

She stood on tiptoe and looked around.

Lu Ming Chenggao swept his eyes and said, "No problem, there are few people over there, so go over there."

Jiang Qiuyi: "..."

Sure enough, being tall is self-willed.

She couldn't see her on tiptoe, and Lu Mingcheng could observe it without much effort.

Lu Mingcheng didn't know what she was thinking, and took her to the less people's side.

Walking, but also separated from Li Miaohuo Xun.

Fortunately, the two parties don't care, and there is even a better idea not to disturb each other.

Of course, this is limited to Lu Mingcheng and Huo Xun.

Jiang Qiuyi and Li Miao still wanted to get together.

When he squeezed to the side of the bridge, Lu Mingcheng guarded the person on one side.

Jiang Qiuyi was pushed down and rammed into his arms.

Lu Mingcheng looked at her nervously, and asked in a low voice, "Is it okay?"

"It's okay." Jiang Qiuyi took a deep breath and watched him say, "Is it eight o'clock?"

Lu Mingcheng was about to speak when there was a sound from a distance.

The two looked up.

In the night sky, fireworks ignited and bloomed, like a flower blooming, beautiful and bright.

Lu Mingcheng is actually not very interested in this, and he doesn't think there is any good about fireworks.

But Jiang Qiuyi seems to like it very much.

He glanced twice, and his gaze was on Jiang Qiuyi's face.

Jiang Qiuyi looked up, his pupils were full of smiles, and the corners of his lips curled up.

Lu Mingcheng stared at her sideways for a while, then smiled silently.

Although it is not interesting, it seems to be worth it.

Except for Jiang Qiuyi and Lu Mingcheng, the rest of the crowd watching the excitement were all staring.

There were still discussions in the ears, and some even said to make a wish at the fireworks.

Jiang Qiuyi wanted to laugh a little while listening.

She thought for a while and looked at Lu Mingcheng, "Do you want to make a wish?"

Lu Mingcheng: "No."

Jiang Qiuyi curled his lips, thought for a while and said, "I want to make a wish."

She clasped her hands together, treating the fireworks as a flashing meteor.

Lu Mingcheng had a meal, and seeing that she was really making a wish, he didn't know what to do for a while.

Jiang Qiuyi's wish seemed very short, and he opened his eyes after a while.

Lu Mingcheng stared at her long eyelashes for a moment, and asked in a low voice, "What wish?"

Jiang Qiuyi looked back at him, his face was reflected in his pupils, and he smiled and said, "It won't work to say it."

"..."

Lu Ming understood it and didn't ask any more.

The two stood on the bridge for a long time, and then left with the large group when the fireworks were over.

Jiang Qiuyi's hand was still held by the man, very warm.

She looked down with her eyelashes down, and moved slightly.

Lu Mingcheng: "What's wrong?"

Jiang Qiuyi pointed: "It's too tight, my palms seem to be sweaty."

Lu Mingcheng: "..."

Sometimes, he didn't know whether Jiang Qiuyi was really puzzled or what was going on. He always said something that would disrupt the atmosphere at critical times.

Lu Mingcheng had a headache.

He thought for a while, and whispered: "Let go later."

Jiang Qiuyi: "Huh?"

Lu Mingcheng signaled: "There are too many people, and you will get separated if you let go."

Hearing this, Jiang Qiuyi laughed.

"I'm not a kid."

She couldn't hold back a retort.

Lu Ming accepted: "I know."

Jiang Qiuyi raised his eyebrows.

Lu Mingcheng didn't explain, he knew that Gui knew, but he was still worried.

The two moved slowly with the flow of people.

After moving out, Jiang Qiuyi breathed a sigh of relief.

"Where are Miao Miao and Mr. Huo?"

Lu Mingcheng shook his head: "I don't know."

He looked at Jiang Qiuyi and asked in a low voice, "Is it cold?"

"not cold."

Jiang Qiuyi stood by the car and waited quietly with him.

She looked at the people coming and going on the street, always feeling that she was very small. It is so small that if you walk into the crowd, it should be difficult to find.

Meeting people is a matter of very small probability, let alone having such a relationship.

Jiang Qiuyi thought distractedly, looked at the people next to him, and suddenly felt satisfied.

Don't ask for results, just cherish now.

It is already her luck to meet and have a time to live together.

Lu Mingcheng looked at the smile on her face, somewhat inexplicable.

"What are you laughing at?"

"Nothing." Jiang Qiuyi endured, thinking about it, "This is a happy New Year for me."

Lu Mingcheng glanced at her and said quietly, "I'll know before it's over?"

"..." Jiang Qiuyi choked and said with a glance: "So far, I'm very happy."

Lu Mingcheng smiled, suddenly took her into his arms, raised his hand and touched her head and said, "Then hope for the future, you are all happy."

Jiang Qiuyi was taken aback, smelling the familiar sandalwood incense on his body and walking away consciously, but pushed him away without struggling.

It's good to hold it like this until next year.

It's a pity that Huo Xun and Li Miao returned before holding them for a few minutes.

The two separated tacitly.

There is still time, Huo Xun and Li Miao proposed to go to the suburbs to have a barbecue, there are also friends in the circle there.

Lu Mingcheng and Jiang Qiuyi had no objection, and followed them together.

Jiang Qiuyi was very happy all night.

She likes this kind of plain happiness, for her, these are not easy to come by.

After playing until eleven o'clock, the two talents will get home.

The Lu family has the habit of scenting incense at zero point, and Lu Mingcheng must be there.

When twelve o'clock passed, Lu Mingcheng took her hand and said in a low voice: "My wife, happy new year."

Jiang Qiuyi's eyelashes trembled, and he said softly, "Happy New Year."

After the incense, Zhen Ping looked at the two people who came back from playing outside and yawned and said, "I slept with your dad, and you guys should rest early."

Lu Mingcheng nodded: "Well, Mom and Dad, Happy New Year."

Zhen Ping and Lu Rong should write.

Lu Rong also stuffed Jiang Qiuyi a red envelope.

Last year, he also gave Jiang Qiuyi a red envelope.

The corners of Jiang Qiuyi's lips were turned up, and he whispered, "Thank you Mom and Dad."

The two looked at them with satisfaction, "Good night."

"good night."

Lu Mingcheng and Jiang Qiuyi didn't stay downstairs for a long time, so they went upstairs and returned to their rooms.

After washing up, Jiang Qiuyi had time to read the red envelopes he received at night.

Except for Zhen Ping and Lu Rong, other elders also stuffed her red envelopes.

This is the custom of the Lu family. As long as the elders are there, whether they are married or not, the juniors will have red envelopes.

Take the joy of the New Year, happily, how much money is in it is not important, what is important is the heart.

When Lu Mingcheng came out, the bed was full of red envelopes opened by Jiang Qiuyi.

He glanced, and asked casually: "What did your parents give you?"

Jiang Qiuyi looked at him, "Money."

She said: "It's a check."

Lu Mingcheng: "...how much?"

Jiang Qiuyi looked at him and said directly: "One million."

Lu Mingcheng couldn't laugh or cry, "So stingy?"

Jiang Qiuyi glanced at him and ignored him.

But she felt that Lu Mingcheng's incomprehensible and uninteresting people were not qualified to complain about the stinginess of the elders.

Jiang Qiuyi counted, and Zhen Ping and Lu Rong really each gave her a check for one million.

The other elders were not so generous. In order to get better off the situation, everyone gave 10,000 yuan in cash.

Jiang Qiuyi deliberately counted. Just after counting, another red envelope came in front of me.

She stared at Lu Mingcheng blankly and asked, "What is this?"

Lu Mingcheng: "New Year's Money."

Jiang Qiuyi pointed at himself, "Did you give it to me?"

Listening to her question, Lu Mingcheng smiled and said in a deep voice, "Qiu Yi, there are outsiders in this room?"

"..."

Jiang Qiuyi choked slightly, and said sly, "...I'm not surprised?"

Lu Mingcheng calmly said: "I'm afraid I won't give it. Some people will say that I'm more stingy."

Jiang Qiuyi looked at him speechlessly, a little like to laugh, "How can I say."

She just complained in her heart.

Lu Mingcheng smiled stretched out, and asked in a low voice, "Take it apart and take a look?"

Jiang Qiuyi took it, very thin.

She looked at Lu Mingcheng suspiciously, a little uncertain: "Is this really lucky money?"

"Ok."

Lu Mingcheng rubbed her hair: "Look if you like it or not."

Jiang Qiuyi took apart slowly.

After unpacking and seeing the amount of things inside, Jiang Qiuyi was stunned.

She looked down, staring at Lu Mingcheng with round eyes: "This--"

Lu Mingcheng looked at her mellow eyes with an itchy heart.

He lowered his head, touched her lips lightly, and asked in a low voice: "Am I still stingy?"

"...Not stingy."

Jiang Qiuyi's ears were reddish, and he held a word.

Lu Mingcheng rubbed her ears, his voice was low, "Like it?"

Jiang Qiuyi: "Yeah."

There should be no one who doesn't like the New Year's Eve that amounted to 100 million yuan.