The Story of a Spoiled Daughter Raising a Husband

Hmph, as expected of a seasoned veteran in the business world, he doesn't suffer any loss.

"What else does the boss want?" Tong Qian asked coldly.

The teahouse owner chuckled: "Miss, if you were to teach that girl Yun for three or five years, I wouldn't be able to keep this restaurant open."

“Three days!” Tong Qian held up three slender, white fingers. “Three days later, Yun girl, I guarantee I will graduate.”

The teahouse owner's beady eyes widened, and his face lit up with a shrewd look. "Three days? Really just three days?"

"Of course," Tong Qian continued, "but all the money Yun Ya earns belongs to you, boss. I've put in so much effort, I can't just end up with nothing."

The teahouse owner's face darkened instantly, and he couldn't help but sigh inwardly: This young girl is no ordinary person.

Despite his thoughts, he still asked with a slightly respectful tone, "Then, Miss Tong Qian, what would you like?"

Tong Qian raised her eyebrows slightly: "The guidance fee, the fee for guiding Yun Yatou, I will accept it if it is effective, and if it is not effective, I will refund the full amount and pretend that this never happened."

The teahouse owner squinted, only now realizing what was happening.

The young girl quietly made him willingly bury Yun Yatou. Even if the singing was ultimately in vain, she had still achieved her initial goal.

It seems there really are always people more capable than you.

Even so, he had no other way out. He had already given the money to Yun Yatou, and now he could only place his hopes on Tong Qian.

Seeing the teahouse owner's dark face but his resigned nod, Tong Qian couldn't help but smile.

Ji Xiuping watched Tong Qian's confident demeanor, as if she had everything under control, and felt somewhat dazed.

The current Tong Qian seems completely irreconcilable with the delicate little girl from my memory.

Tong Qian noticed his gaze, turned her head, and winked at him playfully, indicating that the matter was settled.

Ji Xiuping lowered his head in a panic, his ears starting to feel slightly hot again.

Now that the agreement had been reached, Tong Qian and Ji Xiuping took Yun Yatou back home.

"Hey, did you see that?" a villager said. "Ji Xiuping bought a maid from town for his daughter Qian'er. She's quite pretty."

"Bought a maid? How much money must that have cost!"

"People are willing to spend whatever it takes, it's none of your business."

"It's just jealousy. Take Ruyan, the village beauty, for example. She used to chase after him, but Ji Xiuping didn't even want her."

The crowd was gathered in a circle, discussing animatedly, completely unaware of Ruyan's increasingly grim expression behind them.

Tong Qian, humph, I'd like to see what kind of trouble you're up to this time!

After Ji Xiuping returned from town, he hurried to return the oxcart to Aunt Lin, and Tong Qian led Yun Yatou back home.

"Oh my, who is this?" Ruyan swayed her hips and slowly walked over from a distance: "It's Miss Tong Qian, what a coincidence."

Coincidence? I doubt it.

Tong Qian snorted, looked Ru Yan up and down, and rolled her eyes.

There's a lot of information about this village beauty, Ruyan, in my memory. She's been coveting Ji Xiuping for a long time, and she'll come over to bother him from time to time, showing the utmost shamelessness.

"Yun girl, let's go." Tong Qian didn't want to pay any attention to this kind of person. Anyway, Ji Xiuping didn't like her, so there was no need to waste her breath on someone like him.

Ruyan glanced at the little girl behind Tong Qian and couldn't help but mock, "Tong Qian, it's one thing to be spoiled, but this time you actually managed to get Xiuping to buy someone from town. You're really lucky. No wonder you don't want to go back with your parents. I'm afraid only Xiuping is as stupid as you to spoil you like this."

Repair?

Tong Qian's attention was completely focused on this.

Calling each other so affectionately, they really have no sense of self-preservation.

Tong Qian turned around, her beautiful eyes flashing, and said coldly and arrogantly, "How Brother Xiuping treats me is none of your business."

Ruyan's expression was the same; she was choked and speechless.

"You can't win Xiu Ping's heart, so you come here to vent your anger? You've come to the wrong place." Tong Qian glanced at her, without any politeness: "And there's one more thing to remind you: heroes have always loved beauties. I'm naturally beautiful, unlike some people, no matter how much white powder you wear, it can't hide your skin as black as the bottom of a pot." "You! You!" Ru Yan was hit where it hurt, and glared at her angrily, stomped her foot in resentment, and ran away.

Seeing Ruyan's ashen figure, Yun couldn't help but chuckle to herself.

When Ji Xiuping returned, he didn't see Tong Qian. He asked Yun Yatou and found out that she had locked herself in her room to study the music.

Actually, he was still a little worried. Although he had always supported Tong Qian's decisions, he wondered if it would work this time.

Inside the room, Tong Qian was writing furiously, enjoying herself immensely.

Tong Qian had this idea the moment she heard Yun Yatou say she could sing. She could turn the stories in the Encyclopedia of All Things into music and have Yun Yatou sing them with feeling. People could hear the songs and the stories at the same time, wouldn't that be the best of both worlds?

Tong Qian was so focused on her work that she didn't even eat dinner. Ji Xiuping was worried about her and was about to bring the food in when he heard a creak, and Tong Qian slowly walked out.

"Listen to me, is this part of my writing any good?" After saying that, Tong Qian took out the manuscript in her hand and began to sing.

The story tells a poignant tale of love and separation. Tong Qian used beautiful words to compose it, and paired it with a melodious and sorrowful tune, making it impossible for listeners not to become captivated.

Looking at Tong Qian so earnestly, Ji Xiuping felt as if all the moonlight in the sky had gathered on her, and coupled with the melody she was humming, it was truly—exquisite!

That night, Tong Qian sat on the upper bed, in a good mood.

The piece we just played received very positive feedback from Ji Xiuping and Yun Yatou. All we need to do now is teach Yun Yatou, and then we'll receive the instruction fee. It's not a lot, but this is just the first step. We'll earn much more in the future.

Tong Qian thought happily to herself, "I'll make money, settle down, and marry Xiu Ping."

However, it's unclear what Ji Xiuping is thinking. Tong Qian has been with him for so many years, yet he hasn't shown any interest in her at all. Could it be that he doesn't like her?

But judging from the shy look in his eyes when he looks at me on ordinary days, it doesn't seem like it.

Oops, never mind.

Tong Qian stood up abruptly, instantly filled with fighting spirit.

The die is cast; he has no choice but to accept it.

Having made up her mind, Tong Qian immediately headed outside, only to bump into the person she was about to force into marriage just as she opened the door!