Pretty and charming, dressed in the 90s, she's good at everything from making money to causing

The rumors circulating in Shanghai didn't reach Lin Ting's ears.

She sat on the sleeper berth, clutching her schoolbag, her heart pounding.

Now they're just a pile of paper, but in a few months, that'll be countless amounts of money.

Lin Ting, quite pathetically, suffered from insomnia.

In the swaying train carriage, she pulled out her notebook and began writing her business plan.

[Opening a Shop] (Outside Yingzi's Window)

[Stocks] (crossed out)

[Real Estate] (Insufficient Funds)

[State-owned enterprises] (Timing)

……

She wrote and drew, and finally found that "outside the window" was the most feasible option, which Zheng Miaoying had casually mentioned.

"Is she going to open another clothing store...?" Lin Ting clicked her tongue in amazement.

In her previous life, her parents left her a garment factory, which she built up to Series B funding in eight years.

Should I go back to my old ways?

That was indeed the track she knew best.

Lin Ting thought for a moment and then checked the box next to "Open Shop".

She turned to a page in her notebook and began writing her business plan.

……

Back in the icy, snowy landscape, Lin Ting sneezed twice as soon as she got out of the car.

She dragged her suitcase with one hand and still wore her backpack on her chest as she left the train station and hailed a taxi.

It's 10 a.m., a perfect time for Lin's parents to go to work.

Even more fortunately, Lin Ting didn't run into a single acquaintance on her way home.

She closed the door and rushed into the bedroom, pulled out a cardboard box containing old books from under the bed, emptied the books out, and then put her purchase certificate inside, wrapped in three layers of plastic.

Finally, they were covered with old books, making the disguise quite perfect.

After finishing all this, beads of sweat had formed on Lin Ting's forehead.

She breathed a sigh of relief, only then realizing that she hadn't taken off her coat.

"I'm so busy I'm completely overwhelmed..."

She muttered to herself, took off her clothes, and lay back on the bed.

Before she could even feel excited for long, her heavy eyelids gave way and she fell asleep.

……

After finishing her last meeting, Lin's mother was finally about to begin her winter vacation.

The best thing about being a teacher is probably the summer and winter vacations. Lin's mother returned home in a good mood and planned to go shopping for New Year's goods with her colleagues in the afternoon.

As soon as she opened the door, she saw a suitcase lying by the door.

"Listen?"

Lin's mother exclaimed in surprise.

No one answered.

Lin's mother looked at the suitcase again to confirm that it belonged to Lin Ting.

She took off her coat as she walked toward Lin Ting's bedroom. Peeking through the door, she saw Lin Ting fast asleep.

She smiled unconsciously, gently closed the door for her, and hummed a song as she went to cook.

Lin Ting was awakened by the fragrance.

She rubbed her eyes as she got out of bed, dragged her feet to the kitchen, and sure enough, she saw Lin Ma's back.

"Mother."

Lin Ting leaned in and hugged her from behind, rubbing against her hard a couple of times: "Mom, I missed you so much."

Lin's mother chuckled and gently patted her head: "Why didn't you call before you came back? I could have come to pick you up."

“Hehe, it’s not like I can’t find my way home,” Lin said. “Mom, I bought you a present.”

"Okay, show it to me in a bit." Lin's mother patted her hand. "Stop bothering me, pack your suitcase and get me the clothes that need washing."

"okay."

Lin agreed, but didn't let go.

Lin's mother was quite helpless with her two-faced behavior, and could only say, "Go call your dad and tell him to come home early tonight."

"okay."

Lin Ting continued to respond, still refusing to let go.

"Lin Ting."

"I'll count to three—"

"Don't count! I'll do it!"

Lin Ting let go of his hand as if she had been electrocuted, ran to the living room, and dialed the phone number for her father's office.

Lin's father was undergoing surgery, and his student answered the phone. Lin Ting relayed Lin's mother's message, and a delicious lunch was served.

"Let's go buy New Year's goods this afternoon," said Lin's mother. "It's time to buy you new clothes."

"Okay, sure." Lin Ting nodded, then asked, "Has Chen Jun caused trouble again recently?"

"No, but I heard from your dad that he went to the hospital and had another argument with his girlfriend. The girl cried so much she almost needed oxygen."

Lin Ting couldn't help but roll her eyes.

This brat can only bully Yingzi.

Lin Ting couldn't help but think of Jiang Zong.

That punch really wasn't strong enough.

Lin Ting thought to herself that she should go and see Zheng Miaoying.

She said, "Mom, can we go to the hospital this afternoon? I brought a gift for my classmate."

“Okay,” Lin’s mother readily agreed. “Then let’s go to the hospital first, and then to the department store.”

"okay."

Lin Ting bought a red scarf for her mother, perfect for the Chinese New Year. She also bought a navy blue scarf for her father, very similar to the one her mother had.

Lin's mother, tying her scarf, hesitated, "Isn't this red a bit too bright?"

“It looks really nice,” Lin said. “Many people in Shanghai wear scarves like this.”

As she spoke, she took it upon herself to adjust Lin's scarf and tied it into a flower-like knot.

Lin's mother looked at herself in the mirror from left to right and nodded: "It does look quite good."

“That’s right, my mom is the most beautiful.” Lin Ting tied on the same red scarf, took her mother’s arm, and squeezed in front of the mirror, saying, “Look, when we go out like this, you can tell we’re mother and daughter just by looking at our backs.”

Lin's mother smiled, pinched Lin Ting's cheek, and urged, "Let's go, there are so many things to buy."

"Ok!"

Lin Ting took the Shanghai specialties she had bought for Zheng Miaoying and went out with her mother.

In the hospital filled with the smell of disinfectant, Zheng Miaoying sat listlessly by the bedside, staring blankly out the window.

Her mother was asleep, so she didn't have to force a smile anymore.

She and Chen Jun had another fight.

It's still because of the street vending thing.

She didn't understand why he cared so much about her running a street stall. Her mother also ran a street stall, which he knew, and he had never criticized her for it. He even said that her mother was great and that it was not easy for her to raise her.

But why did things change when it came to her?

Zheng Miaoying couldn't understand it.

But she felt she hadn't done anything wrong.

She has five thousand yuan.

This money is enough for the mother and daughter to eat and drink well for a year.

Not only can it provide my mother with the best medicine, but it can also allow her to focus on her recovery without worrying about her tuition fees.

As Zheng Miaoying thought about it, her nose started to sting.

"Tsk, hold it in."

Zheng Miaoying was a little confused.

She seemed to hear the voice of her good friend, Lin Ting.

She rubbed her ears, pursed her lips, and continued looking out the window.

She knew that Lin Ting had gone to Shanghai. Although she did not say goodbye to her in person, she asked Uncle Lin to tell her.

Lin Ting is unlikely to come back.

Hmm... If she were here, she could ask her what Chen Jun really meant...

"Hey, can you please stop crying?"

Suddenly, Lin Ting's face appeared before them.

Zheng Miaoying blinked hard, looking bewildered.

The person in front of me is indeed Lin Ting.

Zheng Miaoying: "Dream come true?"

Lin Ting: "It seems that crying too much can indeed affect IQ."