Chapter 788 --788

Chapter 788: Chapter-788

Yet, even after all that, she still felt sleepy.

What the hell is wrong with me?

Heena stared at the water in the mug, utterly baffled. She had slept for practically the entire day! How could she possibly still feel like crawling back into bed?

Well, it wasn’t as if there was anything wrong with this body. The problem lay entirely with Heena herself.

She was genuinely lazy whenever she had nothing important to do. Give her a task, and she could stay busy for hours without complaining. But the moment she had no work to occupy her, all her motivation vanished. She could eat, sleep, and lounge around without feeling the slightest bit of guilt.

In fact, if left undisturbed, she could probably sleep for an entire day and wake up wondering why the world had gone dark.

And the worst part?

She wouldn’t even realize how much time had passed.

Heena sighed, put the mug down, and rubbed her face one last time.

Whatever. If there’s nothing to do, then sleeping isn’t exactly a crime, is it?

The man was still avoiding her eyes.

Her gaze then shifted to the two boiled eggs, and her expression became even more complicated.

One for her. One for Madam Lin.

And Ren got nothing.

Seriously? Is this how you people eat every day?

Heena pressed her fingers against her forehead, suddenly wondering whether she had somehow transmigrated into a world where people considered starving themselves a virtue.

Because if this was their idea of a proper meal, then she had a serious problem.

A very, very serious problem.

Heena calmly looked at the food before asking, "What is this supposed to be?"

Before Ren could answer, Madam Lin spoke in an equally calm voice.

"You should be more mindful of your spending. Don’t waste so much food. We ate meat yesterday, so there’s no need to eat it again today."

Heena slowly lifted her eyes towards her.

"Is this your house?"

Madam Lin froze.

Even Ren, who had been standing beside the table, looked up in surprise.

There was no shouting in Heena’s voice. She hadn’t raised her volume or even shown any obvious anger. Yet, there was something so cold about the way she asked that both of them instinctively fell silent.

Heena tilted her head slightly.

"Is this your house?" she repeated.

Madam Lin’s expression darkened. "What? Are you questioning me? Are you mocking me now?"

Heena shook her head and leaned back in her chair.

"No. I’m asking you a simple question. What the heck is this food?"

Madam Lin’s face immediately turned displeased.

"Don’t be so wasteful! Do you think money grows on trees? You’ve already eaten meat today—"

"Yesterday," Heena corrected her calmly.

"Whatever! You ate meat yesterday, and that should be enough for now. If you don’t learn to save money, what will you do when you run out? If you don’t save today, you might not have anything to eat tomorrow!"

Heena stared at her for a moment.

Then she asked, with genuine bewilderment, "And if I die tomorrow, should I save all that money for my ancestors?"

Madam Lin froze.

Ren nearly choked on his own breath.

For a moment, neither of them knew what to say.

Heena, however, seemed completely serious. She looked down at the watery porridge and the boiled egg in front of her before letting out a quiet sigh.

"Both of you are physicians. I don’t think I need to explain the importance of proper nutrition to you."

Her gaze moved between them.

"I’m not saying you’re wrong to save money. In fact, you’re doing a good job. You want to avoid unnecessary expenses, make sure there’s enough food for the future, and teach me the importance of managing my money. I understand all of that."

She paused, rubbing her temple as her headache began to bother her again.

"But I have one question. When I have money, and I’ve already told you not to be so stingy with food, why can’t you understand that?"

Neither Ren nor Madam Lin answered.

Heena continued, her voice still composed despite the frustration slowly building inside her.

"Did I ask you to buy silk clothes for me? Did I tell you to spend money on jewelry or let me roll around in the dirt wearing expensive clothes? No! I’m not asking for any of that."

She gestured towards the table.

"I’m asking for food. Proper food. Something that I can actually eat and feel full after eating!"

Heena pressed her fingers against her temples and closed her eyes for a moment.

Honestly, she was exhausted.

She knew these two were acting out of concern for her. They weren’t trying to harm her or make her suffer. In their own way, they were trying to teach her how to manage her money and survive in a world where every copper coin mattered.

She understood their intentions.

What she didn’t understand was why they thought she needed to go hungry when she could afford to eat.

That was something Heena could never accept.

She had traveled through countless worlds. Some had been peaceful, while others had been so dangerous that finding something edible had been a matter of life and death. She had experienced hunger in ways that made the mere thought of going without food unnecessarily infuriating.

Food wasn’t something she took lightly. Quite the opposite.

She respected it enough to make sure she ate properly whenever she had the means to do so.

And she was always hungry.

Perhaps that was why she couldn’t understand the obsession with saving every possible coin, even when it meant depriving herself of something she could easily afford.

She had no idea when she would die. For all she knew, she could wake up tomorrow and find herself in another world, facing another life-threatening situation.

So why should she spend her days living as though she had to prepare for a future that might never come?

Was she supposed to save every copper coin for children she didn’t have? Grandchildren she might never meet? Some distant descendant who would probably never even know her name?

What was the point?

Heena wasn’t planning to waste her money on useless things. She had no intention of buying expensive clothes, jewelry, or other luxuries just to show off. She knew perfectly well that money was important, especially in a world where she couldn’t rely on anyone else to support her.

But if she had enough money to survive comfortably for the next two years without earning another coin, why should she force herself to live miserably?

Why should she eat watery porridge when she could afford rice, vegetables, eggs, and meat?

Why should she go to bed hungry just to watch her savings grow?

What kind of ridiculous logic is that?

Heena opened her eyes and looked at the table again.

She wasn’t asking for a feast every single day. She wasn’t demanding that they serve meat at every meal or spend their entire fortune on her appetite.

She simply wanted to eat properly.

And if that was too much to ask when she had money of her own, then she genuinely didn’t know what else to say.

With another frustrated sigh, Heena leaned back in her chair.

"Honestly, I don’t understand you people."

Ren lowered his gaze to the table, while Madam Lin sat stiffly in her seat, clearly struggling to respond.

For the first time since Heena had arrived in their lives, Madam Lin seemed to realize that the problem wasn’t that Heena didn’t understand the value of money.

It was that Heena valued her present life more than the possibility of saving a few extra coins for an uncertain future.