"Wife, you're overthinking things again." Huo Zhixing ruffled her hair. "Our baby is different from her."
Yes, their babies are born with a silver spoon in their mouths, showered with love and affection, and are happier than many people in this world.
Jiang Can bit her lip. "Do you think we'll have any contact with Sang Qing in the future?"
"Us?" Huo Zhixing chuckled. "This isn't a question we can decide. You'll have to ask your cousin; she's his 'fiancée'!"
"But Nie Xin hasn't said anything yet!" Jiang Can said angrily. "Honey, no matter what, we owe Sang Qing a lot this time... I'm thinking, is there any way to help her out of her current predicament?"
"Her identity issue?" Huo Zhixing shook his head. "This is not something we can interfere with. Let's not get involved."
Jiang Can thought about it and agreed with him.
After all, they are foreigners here.
Despite their gratitude towards Sang Qing, their identities were beyond their control. They considered it their duty to express their thanks within their means.
“I could tell she was struggling financially, but it wasn’t realistic to help her find a job, since every company required proof of identity.”
"So all we can do is give her some money, or move her to a better place to live, to get her out of that environment." Jiang Can pursed her lips; they could only try their best to help her materially.
"Let Li Xiaofan handle this matter; she'll take care of it."
"Mmm." Huo Zhixing kissed her forehead. "Don't worry too much, go to sleep early."
Jiang Can had just closed her eyes when her phone rang.
"Young Madam!" It was Li Xiaofan's anxious voice on the other end of the line. "There's a problem with our clothing. All of the dozen or so haute couture gowns that were delivered have holes in them!"
"The new product launch is tomorrow, and we need all these dresses... What should we do?"
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