Seeing Song Qianning walking towards her, the female beggar panicked and wanted to leave with her child in her arms.

"etc."

The beggar stopped abruptly and kept bowing and apologizing to Song Qianning. Her face was pale. “Yes, I’m sorry. I’ll leave now.”

Stopping the female beggar and looking at the shivering woman, she asked in a good-tempered manner, "Sister, what do you have to do outside my house or the restaurant?"

After confirming that Song Qianning didn't look angry or like she was going to chase her away, the beggar's tense body gradually relaxed and she whispered, "To be honest, young lady, I actually came here to escape."

"I just passed by and smelled the delicious aroma inside. I couldn't resist and stayed a little longer. I'm really sorry. I didn't mean to disturb your business."

Hearing this, Song Qianning's gaze fell on the female beggar and the child in her arms.

The female beggar and the child were both thinner than the other, especially the child in her arms. There was almost no movement, not even a cry. Only the occasional rise and fall of the chest and the sound of breathing proved that she was still alive.

Song Qianning felt a bit of pity in her heart, and took the initiative to say to her: "If you don't mind, why don't you come to my restaurant and sit down. I'll get you something to eat."

Unexpectedly, Song Qianning would let her in and give her food. The beggar girl couldn't help but feel happy. She nodded and thanked her hurriedly, her face full of gratitude: "Thank you, young lady, you are a good person."

Yue Cuicui, who was working in a restaurant, saw Song Qianning. Before she could say anything, she saw the female beggar behind her.

His brows furrowed immediately, and he called out softly, "Miss Song."

Because they were in someone else's restaurant, the female beggar held the child tightly and followed behind Song Qianning, feeling a little restrained.

After learning what had happened, a look of disgust flashed across Yue Cuicui's face.

Noticing her disdain, Song Qianning frowned and said, "Miss Yue, come with me to get some food first."

As soon as they left, Yue Cuicui could no longer hold back and said, "Miss Song, the beggar woman you brought in hasn't had a bath in ages, and she still smells bad. If you let her sit in the restaurant, the other guests might be disgusted and not dare to come in."

Stopping, Song Qianning looked directly at Yue Cuicui with an unhappy tone: "Miss Yue, could it be that you have forgotten what happened in the past?"

"When I first met you, you were not much better than her."

Caught off guard by what happened, Yue Cuicui's smile became a little stiff, and she felt extremely unhappy. How could a dirty female beggar be compared with her?

Regardless of what Yue Cuicui was thinking, Song Qianning's tone became even colder, and she nodded and said, "Miss Yue, I don't want to hear similar words from you again."

Afraid that Song Qianning would bring up the previous incident again, Yue Cuicui didn't feel comfortable saying anything, even though she disliked the beggar. She only replied awkwardly, looking apologetic: "I was just worried about the restaurant's business, so I said a few more words. Miss Song, please don't be angry. I'll go back to work. Miss Song, call me if you have anything else."

Because the female beggar was still waiting there, Song Qianning didn't want to delay any longer, so she nodded and let her go.

When Song Qianning came back with the food, the female beggar was still standing there holding the child, with a look of restraint on her face.

Pressing the beggar's shoulder and sitting down, Song Qianning placed the food in front of her: "I was in a hurry today and didn't have much time to prepare. Sister, take a look first to see if it suits your appetite."

"Hey, it suits my taste. It suits my taste very well."

For a female beggar, being able to fill her stomach is already a big deal, so she naturally won't complain.

After finishing her meal, the beggar reluctantly left her bowl and stood up. She kept bowing to Song Qianning and thanked her. Her voice was a little choked with sobs: "Thank you for your kindness in helping me."

Song Qianning reluctantly stopped the beggar who wanted to continue thanking her and pushed her to sit down again: "What's your name, sister?"

After carefully looking at Song Qianning, the female beggar said, "My name is Qiao Mingzhu."

"Then I'll call you Sister Qiao."

After sitting down and chatting for a few words, Qiao Mingzhu looked at Song Qianning several times, hesitated for a while, and said in a mosquito-like voice: "Actually, I have another unwelcome request. I would like to ask Miss Song for a favor."

After Song Qianning nodded, Qiao Mingzhu dared to continue: "Miss Song, can you let me stay in your restaurant? I really have no other choice..."

"I can do any job. You can leave all the dirty work to me."

Her eyes fell on the child in her arms. Qiao Mingzhu's hands trembled slightly, and she choked with sobs, "Miss Song, I beg you, as long as you are willing to keep me, I can do without wages."

Hearing this, Song Qianning looked at Qiao Mingzhu and the child and fell into deep thought.

Unlike Yue Cuicui, Qiao Mingzhu's eyes were clear. She didn't look like someone with ulterior motives, and she was really in trouble.

After careful consideration, Song Qianning nodded and agreed to keep Qiao Mingzhu: "I will find you a suitable job, and as for the salary, I will pay you as usual."

Qiao Mingzhu's eyes suddenly turned red. Holding the child, she was about to kneel down with Song Qianning, looking at her as if she were looking at a bodhisattva: "Thank you, Miss Song, thank you, Miss Song."

Stopping Qiao Mingzhu who was about to kneel, Song Qianning called Yue Cuicui to the side and asked her to lead the way: "Take Sister Qiao over first."

…

Because the restaurant business was too busy, Song Qianning was busy greeting customers and doing other things, and had no time to pick up the two children from school.

He waved to Niu Dazhuang and asked him to pick up the two cubs on his behalf.

Niu Dazhuang responded, put down the work at hand, and prepared to go to the school to pick up the child.

Just after leaving the restaurant, before he had taken a few steps, Yue Cuicui, who had come rushing over, stopped him and said, "Brother Niu."

"Cui, Cuicui." Looking at Yue Cuicui, Niu Dazhuang scratched his head, his expression complicated and uncomfortable: "You... why are you here?"

Catching up with Niu Dazhuang, Yue Cuicui smiled shyly and volunteered, "Brother Niu, you should go help Miss Song with her work. I'll go pick up Dawang and Xiaoya."

After some persuasion, Yue Cuicui managed to fool the man and went back to the school.

Yue Cuicui arrived at the school where Dawang and Xiaoya were. When she saw them coming out, her eyes lit up and she hurried over to greet them, saying warmly, "Dawang, Xiaoya, the restaurant is busy today. I'm here to pick you up from school on behalf of Miss Song."

Knowing that Yue Cuicui was a helper in the restaurant, Da Wang and Xiao Ya had no doubts.

On the way to the restaurant, Yue Cuicui kept asking about their well-being, her expression unable to hide her flattery: "Dawang, Xiaoya, are you and Mr. Qin on good terms?"

The little girl was simple and innocent. She nodded her head and said in a clear voice, "Okay."

Her eyes lit up, Yue Cuicui coughed lightly, and asked again: "Do you know that Young Master Qin..."

Unlike his innocent sister, Da Wang sensed something was wrong as soon as he heard Yue Cuicui's question.

Pulling Xiaoya back to answer, Dawang answered for her first, his attitude very cold: "My sister and I don't know."