I’m really immortal Chapter 81

Qin Yanan arrived at the Bao Long Center, strolling around the first-floor shopping mall. Compared to the high-end shops in the new street, the crowd was relatively sparse, probably because it had just opened. The luxurious brands on the first floor, however, exuded an aura that was far from the humility of “those who have money hold onto it, and those who don’t hold onto people.”

Qin Yanan couldn’t help but think that if her little brother wore his middle-aged outfit – plastic slippers, linen pants, a large backpack, and a fan – it would be quite an interesting sight.

The first floor of Bao Long Center was filled with international top-tier brands and fashion trendsetters, while the second floor had international second-tier brands, and the third floor gathered numerous light luxury brands. Qin Yanan glanced around before heading to the elevator on Zhu Juntang’s private floor.

After sipping some tea, Qin Yanan finally arrived at the rooftop, where she found Zhu Juntang, who had moved her massive 1700MM/F4 Carl Zeiss lens to the rooftop, seemingly still spying on Liu Chang’an.

“Why don’t you go read for another year? I guarantee that you’ll be very fulfilled within a year, and you won’t be idle like this,” Qin Yanan said as she walked to Zhu Juntang’s side, gazing at the scenery in front of them. The city’s skyline seemed to have expanded greatly since her first visit to Junsha.

Women over 25 seemed to have a tendency to reminisce and compare, which was truly frustrating.

“Being idle is the ultimate goal of life. You’ll discover that no matter how hard you’ve worked, it’s all for the sake of eventually being idle,” Zhu Juntang said, pressing the shutter, unfortunately paired with a medium-format camera. In this lighting environment, it was less convenient to use than a 135 system camera with a telephoto lens. She should let her assistant buy a few more camera lenses and cameras tomorrow.

“That means, according to you, as long as one earns a worry-free salary, goes to work, and comes back to sleep, they’ve already achieved the ultimate goal of life?” Qin Yanan disagreed. Zhu Juntang was indeed a little fairy who had fallen into the abyss of capitalism.

“More or less…” Zhu Juntang thought for a moment, pointing to the screen of her camera, where Liu Chang’an was still sitting under the lamp, motionless. “Look at Liu Chang’an.”

“He…” Qin Yanan wanted to refute, feeling that Liu Chang’an wasn’t like what Zhu Juntang had described, but she couldn’t find any reasons to argue, because Liu Chang’an often seemed to have an air of “I’ve already achieved a fulfilling life” on his face.

“What are you doing, secretly taking pictures of him here?” Qin Yanan changed the subject.

Zhu Juntang pursed her lips, sizing up Qin Yanan from head to toe.

Qin Yanan stood there, letting her look.

“Actually, I think Liu Chang’an is quite suitable for you,” Zhu Juntang said, blushing slightly, her body trembling. “Thinking about it is rather exciting.”

Qin Yanan recalled the text messages she had sent earlier, thinking that Zhu Juntang was hinting at an unmentionable scenario between Qin Yanan and Liu Chang’an. Blushing, she said, “Get lost! Little girls like you shouldn’t be talking nonsense all day!”

“Some things should be left to the elders to arrange. You think your grandfather arranged this marriage without a reason? He wouldn’t harm you, would he?” Zhu Juntang advised with a苦口婆心 (bitter and earnest) tone.

“My old grandpa is asking you to be the matchmaker?” Qin Yanan doubted, looking at Zhu Juntang suspicionously. Although her grandfather had changed his tone after receiving the letter, he wouldn’t completely give up on the idea, and it wasn’t impossible that he was secretly pushing for the marriage.

“I wouldn’t betray you,” Zhu Juntang said, her expression unyielding. “My love for you is as firm as your large breasts.”

Qin Yanan slapped her butt.

“You’re thinking too much,” Zhu Juntang continued to persuade. “You’re the most precious little princess of the Qin family. Even if you think your grandfather is doing it for the sake of the ancestors, couldn’t he be aware of something you’re not? The elders must know something good that you don’t, which is why they want to arrange this marriage for you. Who knows the age gap of seven years is an obstacle? But they’re willing to overcome it, which means there must be some benefits worth overcoming the obstacle. You just can’t see it for now, and your perspective isn’t as broad as your grandfather’s… Think about it, during the Long March, how many people opposed it? But after overcoming numerous difficulties, they opened up a new situation. You should review the historical significance of the Long March.”

“That’s the story of our army! The Zhao family later became reactionaries.”

“You’re not being harmonious.”

“I’m too lazy to chat with you. I’ve discovered that your mom is used to pampering you, and it makes sense to let you take a break from school. You’re born with a mouth that can talk and deceive people, and you can do whatever you want.” Qin Yanan waved her hand, looking at the camera screen. “How come Liu Chang’an is still sitting there? Did your camera freeze?”

“My camera system is pretty stable, and it’s not a mobile phone, so it wouldn’t freeze easily,” Zhu Juntang said, glancing at the screen. “He just hasn’t moved at all.”

“Right, since the benefits are so great, why don’t you marry Liu Chang’an? I think you two don’t have an age gap problem, and you both have similar interests in being idle. It seems like a perfect match.” Qin Yanan had an epiphany, “Just now, you lectured me so much, and it was all to get me to help you pull strings for your marriage, wasn’t it? Don’t worry, I’ll go talk to him tomorrow and tell him to visit your place.”

Zhu Juntang blushed. “I’m not worthy of that.”

“You’re not worthy of what?”

“I call him ‘grandfather’.”

“You call him ‘grandfather’?”

“He’s very good at acting, asking me if I’m anEight Trigrams girl.”

“Why do you call him ‘grandfather’?”

“Because he…” Zhu Juntang thought for a moment, but this wasn’t something she could tell Qin Yanan… It seemed that Old Man Qin had arranged this marriage because he knew something, and it wasn’t surprising that Liu Chang’an was fearless, just like he said – he had someone to back him up.

“I think you two have a crush on each other,” Qin Yanan concluded, not intending to really help with the matchmaking, but if Liu Chang’an and Zhu Juntang really got together in the future, Qin Yanan would definitely congratulate and support them.

“He won’t fall for me,” Zhu Juntang said, regretful, “Although I’m a fairy, I acknowledge that he’s a fairy boy. Mortals prostrating themselves at my feet is a natural thing, but fairy boys have some resistance.”

“Fairy boy?” Qin Yanan felt goosebumps, “Is that like Iron Crutch Li?”

“Hahaha… you’re so funny, YaYa!” Zhu Juntang burst into laughter. She had a deep impression of the Eight Immortals from her childhood, and Iron Crutch Li was one of them. Liu Chang’an, apart from not having a bald head, a big belly, and a long beard, had a similar aura to Iron Crutch Li.

Qin Yanan couldn’t help but laugh, shaking her head. “Let’s go, don’t look anymore. There’s nothing to see in a fairy boy with an Iron Crutch Li style.”

Zhu Juntang nodded, asking Qin Yanan if she wanted to stay overnight and sleep with her. Qin Yanan agreed, and Zhu Juntang was overjoyed, able to snuggle up with the most beautiful human body in the world. Although most of the time, she woke up leaning on Qin Yanan’s bosom.

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