Chapter 237 - Spendthrift and Foolish (冤大头)
Spendthrift and Foolish (冤大头)
Jing Yun Zhao looked at her surprised and found that Jing Xiu’s face was red with embarrassment. Not knowing how to explain the reason behind her words, Jing Xiu chose to keep her head down under the gaze of Jing Yun Zhao.
“Third Sis and Little Brother like to ruffle through people’s stuff, so you should be careful. Also…I heard Dad and Mom say that you are supporting yourself, so you MUST look after your money. Basically…don’t give, just don’t give my Dad and Mom money…”
Hearing this, Jing Yun Zhao was stunned.
Jing Xiu who looked extremely nervous and guilty stuttered while speaking. She waited until Jing Yun Zhao finished changing before leaving the room in a hurry as if she never said anything to Jing Yun Zhao.
Jing Yun Zhao bit her lips, then carried her bag and followed Jing Xiu out of the room.
Sure enough, just as she stepped out of the room, Jing Ling went into the room and looked around. When she did not see the item she wanted, she immediately turned towards Jing Yun Zhao and asked, “Big Sis, where are your dirty clothes?”
“I already put them away, what’s wrong?” Jing Yun Zhao purposely asked, even though she knew the reason.
“Didn’t you already change into a new pair of clothes? So you should just let me wear the other ones!” Jing Ling said straightforwardly without shame.
Jing Yun Zhao gave a cold smile.
If Jing Ling had just said that she didn’t have any clothes to wear from the start, maybe Jing Yun Zhao would’ve given her some clothes the next time she visited, yet she chose to resort to trickery and force.
Although she was willing to recognize their blood relations, that was not equivalent to letting herself be taken advantage of.
“This is my clothes and even if I were to not wear it anymore, it is for me to decide what I do with it, do you understand?” Jing Yun Zhao said with raised eyebrows, with her body turned sideways just in case Jing Ling suddenly reached out and grabbed her bag.
Hearing what Jing Yun Zhao said, Jing Ling was instantly dissatisfied, “Why are you so stingy?! Look at yourself, wearing such beautiful clothes, while I and my sister don’t even have any nice clothes. I didn’t even ask you to buy new clothes for me; I only wanted your old ones. What’s wrong with that?!”
Jing Yun Zhao was enraged to the point of laughter. People with these types of views and attitudes were the ones that she just couldn’t understand.
Just because others don’t have something, she has to give them her stuff? This is the logic of robbers!
“Jing Ling, have you taken your medicine? Putting aside the fact that I own this blouse, and therefore I have the authority to dispose of it however I like. Just looking at the size of the blouse, you can’t even wear it, and even if you could, do you think you would look good in the blouse with your body type?”
Jing Yun Zhao had a height of around 1.6 to 1.7m, and although she was skinny, she still developed well in the right places. Whilst she couldn’t compete with Xiao Hai Qing’s explosiveness, she was still considered well-proportioned.
Whereas Jing Ling was just 12 years old, her chest is still a vast flatland. Even her height is at least a head shorter than me, yet she still wants to wear my clothes?
Hearing Jing Yun Zhao’s reprimand, Jing Ling pouted and started grumbling in a huff.
What Big Sis?! To think that she would ridicule me and say that I was not worthy of wearing her clothes! What’s so impressive about her? Doesn’t she just have extra lumps of meat on her chest?
Jing Ling’s mind didn’t know what to do or think when she saw Jing Yun Zhao’s bag, she grumbled and ran to find Jing Ming Kai.
When Jing Ling went away, Jing Xiu gave Jing Yun Zhao a look, hinting her to make sure she took care of her bag.
At noon, lunch was already prepared.
Jing Xiu was busy the whole time, preparing the dishes for lunch, while the whole family waited at the dining table.
“Mom, is Big Sis hiding a treasure in her bag?” Without waiting for anyone to eat, Jing Ming Kai instantly raised his head and asked, while Jing Ling had a smug face beside him. She was excited to the point of squirming on her chair as if she just needed consent from Wang Xin Fang, and she would instantly rush to grab Jing Yun Zhao’s bag to ruffle through.
Wang Xin Fang froze and looked at Jing Yun Zhao.
That cold and chilling look on Jing Yun Zhao’s face caused Wang Xin Fang’s courage to deflate like a balloon.
“What could there be? It’s only clothes and books in there. You kids shouldn’t be such a busybody, hurry up and eat…” Jing Tie Jun said.