Jiang Can nodded.
The royal families of Southeast Asia are divided into numerous factions, deeply intertwined, and their infighting is no less intense than that of the four major families in the capital.
It's even more so.
After all, what they are fighting for is not just wealth, but more importantly, the throne.
At this point, whoever gains military power has a greater chance of winning.
Therefore, the Nie family is extremely powerful.
General Nie's reluctance to arrange a marriage for Nie Xin is probably due to his observation of which faction has the most potential.
“Heya and Hejin are the most popular choices.” Yin Ruohong instructed them, “You will inevitably have to interact with members of the royal family, so remember to keep a low profile and treat everyone equally. Never show that you are on either side, understand?”
"Yes, don't worry!"
"Cancan, Zhixing," Yin Ruohong grasped their hands, "From now on, I'll still have to rely on you two for the Yin family business..."
"What?" Jiang Can was taken aback.
Huo Zhixing also found it unbelievable.
He frowned slightly, a glint of light flashing in his deep eyes. After a long pause, he asked in a deep voice, "Dad, Xiaocheng is still at home. Are you really going to make this decision?"
"You wish." Yin Ruohong glanced at him with a sly look. He was still the same arrogant little old man as before.
Huo Zhixing: "..."
"I never said I'd hand over the entire Yin family to you!"
Huo Zhixing pursed his lips, speechless.
“Can Can,” Yin Ruohong looked at his daughter, “Although Xiao Cheng is highly skilled, he is still young and lacks experience. He always has a bookish air about him. I’m not entirely at ease entrusting the Yin family business to him.”
"So I will set aside a portion and place it under your and Zhixing's names. I hope Zhixing... can also help Xiaocheng a lot so that he can stand on his own as soon as possible."
Huo Zhixing curled his lips. This old man, is he using him now?
Yin Ruohong glanced at him several times. If it weren't for his daughter and grandson, he wouldn't want to pay any attention to this brat!
“Dad,” Jiang Can smiled, “I know you want to spend more time with Mom. So don’t worry, we will definitely help Xiao Cheng run Yin’s business well.”
Yin Ruohong felt gratified and then looked at Huo Zhixing.
The smile vanished, replaced by the father-in-law's stern expression. "And you? What do you say?"
Huo Zhixing chuckled and pulled Jiang Can into his arms. "Don't worry, Father-in-law. I'll listen to my wife!"
Yin Ruohong's eyes flickered slightly, her eyes becoming a little moist, and she quickly turned around.
...
After arriving in Southeast Asia, Sang Qing easily found a place to stay thanks to her temporary residence permit.
The apartment is located in the city center, but it's small and in an old-style residential building. There's a wet market just across the street. It's noisy and bustling with people coming and going every day.
However, Sang Qing liked it very much. The house wasn't big, but for her, it was her first real home.
It's so much better than the dark, gloomy basement in Manchester.
Jiang Can paid the rent for her.
She promised to pay her back once she earned the money.
"No need to rush," Jiang Can said gently. "Your main task now is not to make money, but to study hard. Anyway, you already have a temporary residence permit. Even if you can't take the college entrance exam right away, it's good to audit classes at school first."
Sang Qing smiled and shook her head.
She will definitely go to school, but for her now, survival is the most important thing.
She has found a job at a tailor shop on the street next to the vegetable market.
There are many tailor shops like this in Southeast Asia, as well as embroiderers with superb skills. When Sang Qing went to try out the job, the proprietress praised her highly.
It's perfectly reasonable for her to stay.
However, because she only had temporary residency status and no official status, she earned less than others.
Sang Qing didn't care; she had never lived so openly before. Back in Manchester, she often joked that she was a rat in the sewers, and she never dared to imagine that one day she could have a proper job under the sun and support herself by working.
She cherished this hard-won opportunity and worked harder than others.
She planned to save enough money to pay back the rent that Jiang Can had paid for her, and then continue saving money to go to university.
After getting to know each other, the proprietress also liked this pretty, capable, and hardworking girl very much, and would often chat and drink tea with her.
That afternoon, Sang Qing was embroidering on a customer's clothes. Seeing her so engrossed, the proprietress brought her a cup of cool tea.
"Take a break! There's no rush!"
Sang Qing looked up and smiled, then drank the herbal tea in one gulp.
"Your eyes must be tired after working all morning, right?"
"I'm fine!" Sang Qing stretched her shoulders. "I'm not tired!"
"Other girls, around eighteen or nineteen years old, would take the time to be lazy and spend more time playing in the streets!" the proprietress laughed. "But you, you're working yourself to the bone here!"
"I'll earn as much as I can!" Sang Qing's melodious voice was like a silver bell. "Besides, I really like this job. It earns me money and also satisfies my own enjoyment, I..."
She rolled her eyes and finally remembered the words: "Why wouldn't I do it!"
The landlady laughed heartily at her antics. During this time, she not only hired Sang Qing to work, but also taught her to write and recognize characters.
Sang Qing's Chinese has improved significantly.
"I said, Sang Qing," the landlady said, fanning her with a palm-leaf fan and looking at her with kind eyes, "you really don't have a home?"
Sang Qing paused for a moment, then smiled and shook her head.
"Not a single relative left?"
"Madam, if I still had family, would I have been kicked out by the British?"
The proprietress beamed and leaned closer to her, "So...you really long for a home, right?"
Sang Qing didn't quite understand what she was saying, but she nodded in agreement.
“Xiao Qing,” the proprietress grasped her hand, “to be honest, ever since you came to my shop, I’ve felt an instant connection with you! The connection between people is truly amazing!”
Sang Qing twitched the corner of her mouth. "Boss lady, what exactly are you trying to say?"
I said, I can give you a home!
"this……"
The proprietress laughed even harder, "I won't beat around the bush with you! Xiao Qing, I have three sons. The eldest is a teacher, the second works in a foreign trade company, and the youngest is still in college... Well, all three of them are decent-looking. They might not be super handsome, but they're all good-looking! Hey... the key thing is, none of them have ever been in a relationship!"
Sang Qing's eyes widened immediately!
"Xiao Qing, if you agree, I'll call all three of them back this weekend so you can meet them?"
Sang Qing panicked a little, "No, ma'am, this..."
"You can choose any of my three sons. Talk to whichever one you like, okay?"
"..."
"Xiao Qing, I promise you, no matter who you talk to, he will treat you well! I vouch for the character of my three sons!"
"So, do you agree?"
Sang Qing forced a smile, unsure how to refuse, when a chilling voice came from the doorway:
"disagree!"
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