It turns out that the girl named Lin Moran was never just a younger sister in his heart.
He already has a younger sister; he doesn't need another one.
After finishing the letter, An Huaishou picked up another sheet of Xuan paper and began writing on it.
Entering the gate of my longing, one knows the bitterness of my longing; long is my longing, long is my remembrance; short is my longing, yet endless is my longing. Had I known it would torment my heart so, I would rather we had never met.
After writing it down, An Huaishou put the Xuan paper and the letter inside.
The letter contained the same everyday conversation as any other letter; An Huaishou spoke to Mo Ran in the tone and manner Mo Ran was most comfortable with. However, there were some different emotions that An Huaishou could only convey to Mo Ran through this method.
Although the poem says "never to meet," An Huishou did not regret meeting him. What he regretted was that he was now reaping the consequences of his actions, letting his longing spread.
There are so many things I want to say and so many feelings I have to tell Mo Ran when she returns.
The envelope was too small, and the longing was too long; An Huishou was clearly not a person who was good at expressing himself.
After handing the letter to An Yuan'er and having Uncle Fu mail it, An Huaishou finally felt relieved of a major concern.
Grandmother was always worried about finding a new wife for Father, and at the same time, she was also worried about finding him a daughter from a prestigious family. Father was disinterested and unwilling to remarry, while An Hui's mind had already drifted to the distant battlefield. When she looked at the daughters from prestigious families in Shengjing, they were all the same, and none of them had the color of the girls on the battlefield.
The two men in the family were increasingly rebellious and defiant, defying their grandmother's control. Not to mention An Yuan'er, who was already a troublemaker.
Two months have passed since the competition with Anpiaoer to test store management skills, and the last month of the three-month period is particularly crucial.
An Yuan'er recalled Yi Chenli's earlier warning, which implied that An Yuan'er was too trusting in entrusting her subordinates' affairs to Fu Gui'er and needed to pay more attention to them in addition to giving instructions.
An Yuan'er trusts Fu Gui'er. Since he has agreed to cooperate with her, he will not betray her.
However, Fu Gui'er is inexperienced and his temperament is unstable. It would be a lie to say that he is not worried about An Yuan'er.
After a long time, An Yuan'er entered the store and saw Fu Gui'er, who was greeting customers with ease. Under Fu Gui'er's management, the ten stores on Beicheng Street were doing better than before.
Fu Gui'er smiled smugly at An Yuan'er and said, "Look! I'm so great! Praise me!"
But An Yuan'er didn't laugh. She believed Yi Chenli's warning; he wouldn't scare her for no reason.
Something must be wrong; An Yuan'er hasn't discovered it yet.
An Yuan'er visited all ten shops, and her expression changed when she saw the price of rice.
She went into the inner room and had someone bring her the account books for the month to review.
An Yuan'er spent the entire afternoon in her room, constantly reviewing the account books. When she came out, her expression was somewhat grave.
"Go and fetch Wan Fugui. Tell him I need to speak with him."
Wan Fugui appeared soon after, looking relaxed, as if he was ready to accept An Yuan'er's praise.
But-
An Yuan'er threw the ledger in front of him: "Is this what you showed me?"
“I heard that all the master craftsmen I hired for you have been driven away by you, Wan Fugui. When I took you away, you said you would work hard.”
Wan Fugui didn't receive the praise he wanted; instead, he was scolded by An Yuan'er.
He said somewhat defiantly, "The profits from this ledger are more than double what they were when I took over from you last month. What else are you dissatisfied with?"
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