The fat wife is rebellious: she was spoiled by the group on the way to escape famine

"what's up?"

There didn't seem to be much interest in Song Wenqin's eyes.

Jiang Jinhe pointed to Song Yuyu's room across the street impatiently.

"Have you ever thought about what happened with Third Brother?"

Song Wenqin then frowned, obviously a little confused by this question.

After a while, he slowly spoke, "That's between them, it has nothing to do with me."

Jiang Jinhe really admired her brother's attitude of not caring about such things. He didn't consider at all that his sister might be harmed by Jiang Yuannian.

"Don't you understand yet? Is that Third Brother a reliable person? Who knows how unfaithful he might be outside? Don't you care about your sister at all?"

"It's her freedom to choose whoever she likes," Song Wenqin said calmly and firmly. "Even if she insists on marrying a beggar, there's nothing I can do."

"Oh, you are really open-minded."

Jiang Jinhe was completely helpless, feeling like her words were like talking to a cow.

Song Wenqin's attitude drove her crazy.

Song Wenqin, on the other hand, remained calm and tried to comfort her.

"Don't think too badly of Jiang Yuannian. He might not be such a bad person."

This sentence surprised Jiang Jinhe very much. She didn't expect that her brother would defend a strange man.

"I really didn't expect you, Song Wenqin, to actually speak well of him. Is it because you two have similar temperaments? You yourself are a romantic and suave person at heart, right?"

These words obviously angered the other person. He picked her up without hesitation, threw her onto the bed, and started to toss her around.

Jiang Jinhe really had no other choice but to use words to provoke the man.

"Song Wenqin, are you planning to consummate your marriage right here?"

These words immediately made the man stop what he was doing and quickly get up from the bed.

"If you dare to talk nonsense again next time..."

Before the man finished speaking, the waiter's voice came from the door: "Miss Song, someone is looking for you."

Who would come to see her so early?

Besides, there were no acquaintances here, unless they were from the Fang family or Jiang Yuannian, but Jiang Jinhe felt that they would not come to the inn.

Muttering these speculations in his mind, Jiang Jinhe climbed up from the bed and prepared to open the door, but was suddenly stopped by Song Wenqin.

"Change your clothes first. I'll go out and see who's looking for you."

When Jiang Jinhe put on her clothes again, Song Wenqin had already returned and told her that several cosmetics store owners had come outside to inquire about related matters.

Hearing this news, Jiang Jinhe suddenly felt a lot more relieved. "This is a good thing. At least we can run fewer errands. Let's quickly invite the guests in."

Not long after, several people who looked like shop owners were welcomed into the living room.

As soon as they entered the house, the group couldn't wait to express their desire to buy soap and powder.

Since they were all very familiar with the products they were about to sell, Jiang Jinhe did not give too much introduction and promotion, and still completed the transaction at the price of four taels of silver for a piece of soap and ten taels of silver for a piece of powder.

As a result, within an hour, all the stock brought by Jiang Jinhe was sold out.

Together with the things he bought yesterday, Song Wenqin exchanged these goods for a total of one hundred taels of silver and finally sold them for one thousand six hundred and forty taels of silver.

Even the strong Song Wenqin seemed unable to handle such a large amount of wealth; he really could not carry so much money.

Therefore, for the sake of convenience, Jiang Jinhe decided to put all the gold and silver into her magical and huge portable space, and specially set aside dozens of taels of silver for daily expenses.

After seeing off the last buyer, he noticed that the large box next to him that was originally filled with silver was now empty, but surprisingly, Song Wenqin did not raise any questions about this matter.

In Jiang Jinhe's opinion, this is a very rare quality of her husband - he is not the kind of person who likes to get to the bottom of things.

Now that all the goods that need to be sold have been properly handled, the next most important thing is naturally to go back and pack up personal belongings.

After all, according to the planned itinerary, the day of departure is not far away.

When the first ray of sunlight shone through the window in the morning, Song Yuyu slowly sat up from the bed.

However, what was somewhat disturbing was that at this moment her eyes were still slightly red.

Not long after, she told her sister her request directly: she hoped to talk to Jiang Yuannian, so Jiang Jinhe had to postpone her plan to go home.

Not long after, Song Yuyu came back. The expression on her face seemed extremely calm, making it impossible to guess what she was thinking.

Faced with such a situation, Jiang Jinhe and Song Wenqin were both at a loss, and returned home in silence.

When it was late at night and everyone was asleep, Song Yuyu carefully knocked on Jiang Jinhe's bedroom door and told her a shocking news - she had encountered some good things today!

Jiang Jinhe was stunned when she heard her sister say this.

Then he asked curiously, "What kind of good news is this? What happened between you and Jiang Yuannian? In just a short while this morning."

Thinking of the worst possible outcome, a strong sense of guilt suddenly surged into my heart like a tide.

If things were as bad as she expected, she would want to rush out of the house and teach the other party a lesson!

However, the reality is not the case. Instead, it gives everyone an unexpected answer.

It turned out that when Song Yuyu took the initiative to find Jiang Yuannian this morning, that guy didn't seem to have rested well; perhaps for some unknown reason, he changed his opinion of this little girl who he had always treated as a brother, so he proposed to further develop the relationship with her.

"Sister Chunhua, I used to think of you as my own sister, but your care for me lately has made me start to seriously consider our future together. Can we try to get along as boyfriend and girlfriend?"

He whispered nervously, "Oh, my dear sister, don't say such things. You are His Highness's subordinate, and you still want to share the profits with His Highness?"

Jiang Jinhe snorted coldly, his face gloomy.

"It seems I'm just a tool. I have no trust and I don't even get any hard work pay."

"You can't say that. If His Highness doesn't trust you, how could he hand over such a large industry to you? Right?"

Chen Zhiyao hurriedly explained, obviously very afraid that Jiang Jinhe would misunderstand.

Seeing Chen Zhiyao struggling to explain, Jiang Jinhe didn't want to say anything more.

Anyway, she had anticipated it before she entered the door.