The Stepmother's Counterattack: Raising a Child in a Bygone Era-Chapter 837 - 836: Air Conditioning Incident

"When did we ever fight her for the rehearsal room?"

Hearing Dong Jiao say this, several girls all looked at her in unison.

She curved her lips into a smile, "We’re just temporarily borrowing her rehearsal room, we’ll switch back tomorrow."

Xu Yuting clapped her hands excitedly, "Exactly! Once the air conditioning is installed upstairs, we can move back up and return the downstairs rehearsal room to Ren Jingshu, can’t we?"

Someone worried aloud, "Would Ren Jingshu agree to that?"

"That’s not up to her to decide. We were using the upstairs rehearsal room in the first place. Why should all the good stuff go to her alone? Who does she think she is?!"

The tone of disdain and contempt clearly showed long-standing dissatisfaction with Ren Jingshu.

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"Those four air conditioners really are going to be installed on the top floor, the installation workers are carrying the air conditioners up as we speak!"

Upon hearing this update from a teammate, Dong Jiao and the others stopped rehearsing and rushed out to see.

Sure enough, four or five workers in blue uniforms were carrying air conditioners up to the top floor.

After watching for a while, Dong Jiao called everyone back to the rehearsal room.

"Once they’re installed, we’ll move directly back upstairs tomorrow."

"Good, let’s settle on that."

Joyful smiles spread across the faces of the girls.

With air conditioning, rehearsals wouldn’t have to be so torturous in the future.

Upstairs.

Watching the bustle of installation workers, Ren Jingshu couldn’t help but be surprised.

At this moment, an installation worker approached Zhao Yun with a delivery note, "Which of you is Mr. Zhao Yun?"

Zhao Yun responded, "I am."

"Hello, Mr. Zhao, all four air conditioners have been delivered. Please check them."

The installation worker led Zhao Yun to check the goods and, after Zhao Yun signed the delivery note, they discussed the placement of the air conditioners. frёewebηovel.cѳm

Once done, the workers began to busy themselves with the installation.

Ren Jingshu approached Zhao Yun, "Did you buy the air conditioners?"

Zhao Yun nodded and smiled, "Once the air conditioners are installed, your dance practice can be a bit cooler."

"You shouldn’t have spent the money so recklessly."

Looking at the several expensive air conditioners, Ren Jingshu was somewhat reproachful.

"How could this be called reckless spending? It’s only right and proper to spend money on one’s girlfriend. Dancing is hard work as it is, and it’s so hot in here. What if you got heatstroke?"

"Can they be returned?"

"That’s no longer possible; the transaction is complete, and now these air conditioners belong to me."

Upon hearing this, Ren Jingshu had no choice but to move forward and say, "Then I’ll have the troupe leader write you an IOU. These air conditioners can be considered as borrowed by the troupe from you, and when I’m no longer with the troupe, you can take them down."

Zhao Yun hesitated whether to tell Ren Jingshu that he was the hidden owner of the song and dance troupe; the next second, Ren Jingshu hugged him.

"Thank you, Zhao Yun."

Embraced by gentle fragrance and soft warmth, Zhao Yun’s mind instantly cleared of all thoughts.

By the time the air conditioners were installed, it was already early evening.

The two had a romantic candlelit dinner at a Western restaurant, and afterward, Zhao Yun walked Ren Jingshu back to her place.

To avoid another "not returning home at night" incident, Ren Jingshu had taken the initiative to rent a house off-campus.

"I’m here; I’m going in now. You should head back to the hotel and rest early."

"You’re staying here? Is it safe?"

Surveying the dim, crowded alleyway, Zhao Yun couldn’t help but be concerned.

"It’s quite nice. There are many college students like me living here."

Hearing that many students lived there, Zhao Yun felt relieved and handed over the roses he was holding.

"You have class or something tomorrow morning? I’ll come pick you up."

Ren Jingshu took the flowers. "No need, I don’t have class tomorrow. I have a performance at noon, and I need to go to the dance troupe in the morning to get my costume and makeup done. You should rest well at the hotel during your rare break."

"Then I’ll come at 8, it’s settled then."

After saying that, he turned and ran off, as if afraid that Ren Jingshu would disagree.

Watching his rushing figure for a few seconds, Ren Jingshu smiled wryly, hugged the flowers, and turned to enter the yard.

The next day, Ren Jingshu deliberately woke up half an hour earlier than usual.

As soon as she stepped out, she indeed saw Zhao Yun squatting at the entrance of the alley, looking like a big gorilla.

Hearing footsteps, Zhao Yun turned his head and hurriedly stood up when he saw her.

"Jingshu, you’re up this early?"

Ren Jingshu nodded, "Let’s go."

"Are we going to the dance troupe now? Have you not had breakfast yet? I brought you tea eggs, milk, and coarse grain biscuits."

While saying this, he took out the breakfast from his bag.

Ren Jingshu glanced at it and said, "I don’t want to eat this."

"Then what would you like? I’ll go buy it for you."

Zhao Yun was not angry. Instead, his face was full of indulgence.

Ren Jingshu didn’t pick up on his cue. "Do you want to have steamed buns, wontons, or soybean pudding?"

"I’m fine with anything."

Ren Jingshu took him to a nearby breakfast restaurant with a good reputation. She ordered one of each of the restaurant’s signature snacks, filling the small table to the brim.

Zhao Yun, realizing it later, asked, "Jingshu, did you specially come to have breakfast with me?"

Ren Jingshu handed him the chopsticks. "Otherwise?"

Zhao Yun grinned widely, showing his big white teeth. "Then I’m going to finish all of this!"

Ren Jingshu took a sip of soybean pudding and chuckled. "Eat up. It’s okay if you can’t finish it all."

"Okay!"

With a strong build and a big appetite, Zhao Yun devoured the breakfast spread, leaving only half a bowl of soybean pudding and three buns untouched.

After a hearty meal, the two took a cab to the song and dance troupe.

The performance was at noon, for a private enterprise owner’s birthday party, which had hired their dance troupe for the song and dance show.

Around 11 o’clock, the troupe management would send the performers to the party location using a minibus.

With over two hours before 11, Ren Jingshu planned to rehearse a bit more in the practice room.

When she changed into her practice clothes and headed to the top floor, she heard faint music coming from the direction of the practice room.

She approached the window and saw that it was closed from the inside, with the curtains drawn.

Approaching the door, she found it was locked from the inside too.

"What’s going on, who’s in there?"

Hearing Zhao Yun’s question, Ren Jingshu couldn’t help but snort, "Who else but them?"

Zhao Yun understood. "The same people who fought with you for the downstairs rehearsal room yesterday? Jingshu, just wait, I won’t let anyone bully you."

Ren Jingshu, worried he would cause a scene, quickly said, "Don’t make trouble. I will talk to the troupe leader about this. You paid for the air conditioning; they have no right to mooch off it."

Zhao Yun didn’t say much, but he had made up his mind.

As they turned to leave, the tightly closed curtain in the rehearsal room was suddenly pulled open, revealing Dong Jiao’s triumphant face.

"Look, what can she do to us? She still had to leave dejectedly."

But the others were not as optimistic as Dong Jiao. "The air conditioning was bought by Ren Jingshu’s boyfriend. Isn’t it a bit wrong for us to do this?"

Dong Jiao scoffed, "I don’t care who bought it. As long as it’s installed in the dance troupe, it belongs to the troupe, and we are entitled to use it. If she has a problem with it, she can just ask her boyfriend to buy a few more; after all, her boyfriend makes plenty of money."