Lady Yun clutched the contract in a daze, feeling as if the dust had settled.
"Mother…"
The child beside her tugged at the corner of her clothes. "We have money now. Are they the kind people you always talk about?"
"Yes." Lady Yun kept the contract in her arms and patted it carefully. "They are the kind people that I always tell you about."
"Boss…" She looked at Yue Jiaojiao with eyes full of gratitude, "In the future, if you have any requests, I'll definitely not hesitate to fulfill them. This is the key to the shop, please keep it well."
A bunch of keys were placed on the counter. Zhao Zhan leaned over to keep the keys. This thing was hard, cold, and a little heavy. Naturally, he would not let his lover take it.
"When I need you, I'll send someone to your house to call you."
Lady Yun quickly nodded in agreement. After packing up all her things, she brought her son home.