Chapter 208: Her Family is Very Rich
Xu Jiaming had just had one of his chess pieces captured by Xu Yingmin. Hearing Xu Jiaxin shout, he frowned in displeasure.
He looked up at Xu Jiaxin. A single glance from him was enough to bring her back to her senses. She immediately clapped a hand over her mouth.
"I... I was just so surprised. I didn’t expect to see you here!"
After snapping out of it, Xu Jiaxin was still a little intimidated.
She felt terribly sorry for Su Zhaozhao. She couldn’t understand why her brother was so thick-skinned. It was obvious the girl didn’t like him, yet he still came looking for her.
’I wonder when he got here. Sigh, when it comes down to it, this is my fault. I’ve dragged Zhaozhao into this.’
If she hadn’t come over for a free meal yesterday and been found out by Xu Jiaming, he probably wouldn’t have had an excuse to show up, right?
Just then, Xu Ziyang came in as well.
His gaze lingered on Xu Jiaming for a moment before turning to Xu Jiaxin. "You two know each other?"
Xu Jiaxin nodded. "Yes, this is my older brother, Xu Jiaming."
Xu Jiaming nodded at Xu Ziyang.
He smiled faintly, putting on an innocuous expression.
Xu Ziyang smiled back at him. "Hello, I’m Xu Ziyang."
"Yes, what a coincidence. We both have the surname Xu," Xu Jiaming said.
"Yeah, that’s right! Who knows, maybe we were part of the same family five hundred years ago," Xu Ziyang chuckled.
One big happy family.
Xu Jiaming’s lips curled as well. ’If we were really family, that would be wonderful.’
His relationship with Su Zhaozhao would be one step closer.
Su Zhaozhao came in to call them for dinner just in time to hear Xu Ziyang’s comment, and she was rendered speechless for a moment.
"Dinner’s ready," she said, her tone a few shades heavier.
When Xu Jiaxin saw Su Zhaozhao, she immediately ran over. She grabbed Su Zhaozhao’s hand and whispered, "I’m so sorry, Zhaozhao. I honestly don’t know how my brother got here. I swear, I never told him anything about you. He must have found out on his own."
Su Zhaozhao figured as much. ’That little psycho Xu Jiaming has probably already dug up my entire family history for the last eighteen generations.’
’He might even know more about the original owner of this body than I do.’
"It’s okay, I know," Su Zhaozhao said, patting Xu Jiaxin’s shoulder to show her she didn’t need to worry.
’In any case, I’ve already made things clear with Xu Jiaming. I just hope he meant what he said and has really let it go.’
She really didn’t want to be pestered by him anymore.
During dinner, Xu Jiaxin ate as cheerfully as ever.
Su Zhaozhao ate a lot too. Li Chunhong was an excellent cook. Of course, the most important thing was that her food tasted exactly like her own grandmother’s cooking.
The taste of this kind of home cooking was truly delicious.
Su Zhaozhao finished a large bowl of rice and had plenty of the other dishes.
As for Xu Jiaming, he appeared to eat with great refinement, but he put away a good amount of food and continuously praised Li Chunhong’s cooking.
"Grandpa and Grandma, you should come visit Shencheng City in the future. When you’re there, I’ll be sure to treat you well," Xu Jiaming said.
"Shencheng City... sigh. I’ve actually always wanted to go see it. I hear it’s a very prosperous place, even more developed than here," Xu Yingmin said.
"Not at all, I think they’re about the same. Jiang City has a much richer history. Shencheng City just developed a bit faster thanks to government policies. But when it comes to tourism, Jiang City is still better," Xu Jiaming said with a smile. "Still, you could go to experience a different culture and lifestyle."
"Great! If we get the chance, we’ll definitely go," Xu Yingmin said, smiling.
They chatted like this for a long time. Xu Jiaming didn’t seem to talk much, but he still managed to charm Xu Yingmin and Li Chunhong, leaving them in high spirits.
’This man is really something else.’
Su Zhaozhao frowned, a headache coming on.
After they finished eating, Xu Jiaming even volunteered to clear the table and wash the dishes.
Su Zhaozhao quickly stopped him. "Let me do it."
’How could I dare let a young master like him do this kind of work?’
’A young master from a rich family like his probably doesn’t even know how to wash dishes. It would be a disaster if he ended up breaking them.’
Su Zhaozhao took the bowls and went into the kitchen to wash them.
Xu Jiaming followed her. Inside the kitchen, while Su Zhaozhao was busy, Xu Jiaming stood to the side, scraping the leftovers into the trash can.
Seeing Xu Jiaming about to throw out the untouched white rice from the pressure cooker as well, Su Zhaozhao quickly stopped him.
"Don’t! Stop!"
Xu Jiaming looked at Su Zhaozhao.
Su Zhaozhao immediately snatched the pressure cooker from Xu Jiaming’s hands and set it aside.
"Young Master, for ordinary families like us, this leftover rice can be used to make egg fried rice tomorrow morning. Wouldn’t it be a waste to throw it all out?"
Even though her previous life had been quite comfortable, she would still save harmless leftovers.
Meat and rice were easy to store; she would only throw out things like leftover vegetables.
Hearing Su Zhaozhao’s words, Xu Jiaming couldn’t help but chuckle. "Zhaozhao, your family is quite well-off too."
Su Zhaozhao knew that Xu Yingmin’s family could be considered middle-class, given the size of their house. However, they were definitely not as wealthy as the Xu Family.
’The Xu Family are the truly rich ones. Otherwise, when the female lead started her own business later in the story, she wouldn’t have targeted the Xu Family in Shencheng City first.’
"We’re okay, but we’re a far cry from your family."
"Not necessarily. Your family has quite a few antiques. If you were to sell them on the market, you’d probably get a lot."
"Antiques?" Su Zhaozhao looked at Xu Jiaming.
"Yes. In the living room, the teacups you use, the scroll painting on the wall, and those tables and cabinets—they all have some age to them. They’re very well-preserved and of high quality. If you sold them, I think you could probably get over a hundred thousand for them."
Su Zhaozhao: "???"
She didn’t know anything about antiques and had never paid them any mind.
She knew Xu Yingmin’s house had a quaint, old-fashioned look, but she’d never imagined these things were actual antiques.
"That can’t be right, can it?"
Over a hundred thousand! In this day and age, a family with ten thousand yuan was considered rich.
And the things in her grandparents’ house could sell for over a hundred thousand?
"It’s true. If you don’t believe me, you can try selling them to me," Xu Jiaming said with a smile, his gaze landing on Su Zhaozhao, filled with a hint of possessiveness.
He was trying hard to restrain himself, to maintain a polite distance so as not to frighten her.
She was married—and a military marriage at that. However, he suspected the man wasn’t the childhood fiancé she thought he was.
’How ridiculous. I’ve never heard of Xie Huaizheng having a fiancée from a child betrothal.’
’Weren’t his parents trying to find him a match just a short while ago?’
’How did one just appear in the blink of an eye?’
’Could there really be something fishy going on here?’
’In any case, the person I hired to investigate will have results for me in the next couple of days. I’ll call them tonight and have them dig deeper.’
"Forget it." Su Zhaozhao felt uncomfortable under Xu Jiaming’s gaze.
Thankfully, Xu Jiaxin came in.
"Zhaozhao, let me help you!"