Lu Yichen smiled and said, "That company just happened to be interested in selling it. After I found out, I offered a higher price than others, so I naturally got it."

Luo Qiao saw that her name was on the letter and asked with a smile, "Why don't you write your own name?"

Lu Yichen smiled dotingly: "What's yours is yours, and what's mine is yours too. It doesn't matter who you write it on. Besides, this is my wedding gift to you."

Lu Yichen didn't know why Luo Qiao was so keen on buying a courtyard house, but as long as she liked it, he would find a way to satisfy her.

Luo Qiao put the things away, put the file bag on the chest of drawers, put her arms around Lu Yichen's neck, and smiled: "I like this gift, thank you."

Lu Yichen's eyes were full of smiles: "Just saying thank you doesn't show any sincerity. I would be happier if you gave me some actual rewards."

Luo Qiao stood on tiptoes slightly and pulled Lu Yichen's head down with her arms. She originally wanted to kiss his forehead, but Lu Yichen's eyes flashed, and he raised his head the moment she kissed him.

Luo Qiao kissed Lu Yichen on the lips all of a sudden, and without waiting for Luo Qiao to retreat, Lu Yichen hugged her tightly, deepened the kiss, and his hands became a little dishonest.

If someone hadn't shouted at the door, these two would have kissed each other forever.

It turned out to be the man who delivered the gas tank.

Luo Qiao's lips were a little red and swollen from being kissed, so she didn't think about leaving. Lu Yichen let her go and kissed Luo Qiao on the forehead: "Wait for me in the room, I'll go out and ask them to move the things in."

After Lu Yichen left, Luo Qiao rolled over on the bed, covering her face with her hands, her heart beating wildly.

Lu Yichen asked someone to test the stove and sent the person away. When he entered the house, he saw Luo Qiao with her back to her. When he got closer, he saw that she was sewing buttons.

Thinking of something, he quickly went to help pour a glass of water and said, "Qiaoqiao, are you almost done sewing? Do you want to drink some water first?"

Luo Qiao put away the needle and bit off the thread: "Look at what you have done."

Lu Yichen chuckled and whispered, "It's because you're so delicious that I can't stop."

Luo Qiao said coquettishly: "When did you become so smooth-talking?"

Lu Yichen picked her up, and Luo Qiao was so scared that she quickly put her arms around Lu Yichen's neck: "You scared me to death."

He punched him on the shoulder with his fist.

Luo Qiao rolled her eyes in her heart: "I don't trust you."

However, she leaned her head on Lu Yichen's arms and said softly, "Since you want to train your arm strength, just hold me all the time and warm up for an hour first."

After saying that, she buried her face in his arms and laughed.

Lu Yichen really didn't let go of her, and said with his head on Luo Qiao's forehead, "Okay, since Qiaoqiao has spoken, we must complete it."

The two of them were snuggling in the room, and their laughter could be heard from time to time.

On the other side of the family compound, Qiao Anming's house was in the midst of a huge quarrel. The yard was filled with people watching the fun, which made Qiao Anming, who had hurried back after hearing the news, look unhappy.

The reason was that Qiao Anming's wife Jia Guihua had been ill since the New Year and had been in poor health. The doctor said it was best for her to rest, so she thought about giving up her job and recuperating at home.

Look, because of this job, your children, my children and our children have been fighting over it, and today it has developed to the point of fighting.

Luo Qiao and Lu Yichen locked the door and came out. When they passed Qiao Anming's house, they saw a crowd of people outside. Section Chief Xie's niece Qian Caihong was arguing with her mother-in-law: "Mom, Da Jun and I are living a good life, so you can feel more at ease."

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Section Chief Xie's wife Qian Xiu'e, who was standing nearby, also agreed at this time, for the sake of her nephew's husband to take over the job: "That's true. Dajun has lost his father since he was a child. As a mother, you should feel more distressed for him."

The son and daughter born to Qiao Anming's ex-wife stared at Qian Caihong and Qian Xiu'e with anger. Qiao Anming's eldest daughter said, "Da Jun came to my house when he was very young. My dad treats him like his own son. It's not like Da Jun is unemployed now.

My dad had spent a lot of effort to find that job, so how could he have the nerve to come out and snatch the position of successor now? Even if the job is not given to my eldest brother, my third brother can take it. Why can't he take care of his own brothers?"

Qian Caihong stared at her so-called elder sister-in-law and said, "You are really good at calculating. Anyone can tell which is better, a temporary worker or a regular worker. My Dajun will take over, and the temporary worker will be given to my third brother."

The eldest daughter of the Qiao family snorted coldly: "You two are really wishful thinking."

Qian Caihong was not to be outdone and said, "Da Jun doesn't have a biological father to protect him, so we have to think more about ourselves. What have we done wrong?"

I didn't finish the 10,000-word update today, I'll make up for it tomorrow, and add two more chapters tomorrow. Thank you for your support, my dears! Happy May Day! Good night! 　　 　 (End of this chapter)