TGLC Chapter 40.3

The little girl stood at the door to see him off.

Looking at her daughter’s adorable face, Duan Zihui couldn’t help but smile: “Okay, I’ll definitely bring you a gift you like.”

“Hehe.” Zhuzhu happily ran back inside.

Duan Zihui was gone for several days. In the middle of the trip, Zhuzhu called to ask if Chongchong had returned. After hearing that he had come back, Zhuzhu happily went to his house to play for a day.

He hadn’t changed much.

However, his father seemed very busy lately and didn’t have time to spend with him anymore.

Zhuzhu, thinking about how Chongchong’s father wouldn’t have time to spend with him anymore, suddenly sighed, “Are all business people this busy? They’re all spinning like tops.”

Yan Zhen brought out some fruit from the kitchen, and she couldn’t help but laugh, “Chongchong’s dad is probably a bit busy lately, but he should have some free time later, right?”

That’s what he said, anyway.

But lately he’s been gone every few days.

Yan Zhen sometimes felt a little down when she thought about it.

Xie Qingyu naturally noticed the worry in her eyes.

Out of concern for her good friend, Xie Qingyu said, “If you’re really unhappy, come to the shop and chat with me.”

She was gone for a few days, but the store didn’t fall into chaos. The few people in the shop managed their work in an orderly manner. Xie Qingyu took a stroll around the shop that day and felt quite satisfied.

It would be good to maintain this pace in the future.

However, fearing that they would have too much work, she hired two more people in the past two days, which gave her some free time.

Even if Yan Zhen went over and chatted with her for a whole day, it wouldn’t be a problem.

Yan Zhen smiled and declined: “My winery still needs to open, so I don’t have time to chat with you every day. I can’t afford to hire as many people as you.”

Xie Qingyu, legs crossed, casually cracking sunflower seeds, said, “What are you afraid of? Your husband is rich.”

He is the head of the Chen family.

Xie Qingyu said, “Your husband is so rich now. You can easily deduct a few cents from his money, and that’s enough for you to hire a whole bunch of people.”

Yan Zhen shook her head, seemingly unmoved. She said, “I don’t know what he’s planning now. He told me he doesn’t want his father’s money.”

Xie Qingyu: “?”

Everyone’s going back to inherit the family fortune, so how could he refuse?

Xie Qingyu suddenly felt that she didn’t quite understand Xu Yi.

However, it seemed that he wasn’t a simple person; he’d kept such a deep secret all these years, deceiving everyone.

Xie Qingyu noted this down and messaged Duan Zihui that evening.

Duan Zihui didn’t answer.

Instead, he said: [Give me your bank card number.]

Xie Qingyu was confused: [What do you need my bank card number for?]

Duan Zihui replied: [My mom transferred some money; it’s for Zhuzhu. I’ll transfer it to your card now.]

Xie Qingyu said: [Why don’t you just put it in the card you gave me?]

Duan Zihui: [What’s hers is hers, and what’s mine is mine.]

Xie Qingyu retorted: [Why are you making such a clear distinction?]

However, since someone was willing to give her daughter money, she might as well take it.

Xie Qingyu sent her bank card number directly.

A text message arrived quickly.

 

 

 

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