Because We Are Professionals

Yuan Jiaqi watched her as she worked, discussing matters with him in a serious tone, and couldn't help but start laughing.

"Thanks to your blessing, the whole family eats and drinks well, especially me and Chuan'er. We've benefited a lot from you."

"Here you go again. In the future, if you study well, you can take care of me within your capabilities."

"Of course, I don't plan to marry again. If I become successful, then Madam Qiao will be my nominal wife."

Qiao Mai rolled her eyes. Who would want to be a fake wife?

"In this world, only you don't care about fame and fortune."

Selling goods at home saved Qiao Mai a lot of worries, and the household goods increased as well, but it still wasn't quite the same as being right by the main road.

On the fifteenth day of the first lunar month, she invited Shopkeeper Lu's family to have a meal, but not Madam Chen and her son.