"This stuff is ten times softer than the Dacron I've seen in Jiangcheng."
Xie Fangyuan adjusted his glasses, rubbing the quilt pattern with his fingertips, his eyes narrowed into a smile:
"Yingying, you're spending too much."
"You're being polite to me. I'm just sorry I can't attend your wedding. I went to the department store three times and asked someone to find it from the warehouse. Speaking of which, the gold thread of the dragon and phoenix is made using the old method. The more you wash it, the brighter it becomes."
Ren Changzheng suddenly raised his hand and gestured:
"Once the new house is ready, put this quilt cover on the big red quilt. I guarantee that everyone who comes will be jealous!"
Before she finished speaking, Xie Fangyuan had already patted his arm gently, but she couldn't hide the smile on her lips. The tassels on the edge of the brocade swayed with her movements, reflecting everyone's smiling eyes.
After putting away the quilt, Xie Fangyuan's eyes suddenly turned red. Her intuition told her that it was unusual for Qin Ying to go on such a long trip.
"Yingying, what happened? You and Captain Fu..."
"It's okay, I'm just going on a long trip, so remember to take care of yourself."
Qin Ying hurriedly hugged her, suppressed the sadness in her heart, and said:
"And the key is, 'buy less, change faster, cash is king.' If you encounter a customer who bargains hard and always finds fault, don't be soft-hearted and lower the price. If someone insists on buying on credit, it's better to make less profit than to give in—you'll have the security of having the money in your pocket."
She took a deep breath:
"Be well when I'm away."
Ren Changzheng scratched his head:
"Yingying, what you said...it feels like you're going to never come back."
Qin Ying glanced at the two of them and forced a smile:
"How could it be...wait for me to come back..."
The setting sun stretched their figures very long, until Qin Ying disappeared around the corner.
Xie Fangyuan stood there clutching his notebook, feeling that what Qin Ying said today was a little strange.
She flipped open her notebook, which contained notes on how to run a store, such as what to do when faced with competition, what to do with overstocked goods, and how to maximize profits by stockpiling goods...
But if she was coming back, why did she have to tell them this now?
Ren Changzheng took the notebook from her hand and saw the contents inside with an excited smile on his face:
"Yingying is really a natural at business. She knows a lot. Working with her has really helped us avoid many detours."
Xie Fangyuan nodded and shook off the bad thoughts in her head. She should just be going on a long trip. After all, she was still studying, working, and cooperating with them. She would not not come back.
I must be overthinking it.
When Qin Ying returned to the family compound, it was just getting dark. She walked to the edge of the compound's playground and saw Wei Zhuolan talking to Fu Hanting.
Before I got close, I saw Fu Hanting had already left.
Wei Zhuolan was also walking towards his aunt's house.
She slowed down her pace, wondering whether she should say goodbye to him at this time.
Judging from the current situation, the relationship between Wei Zhuolan and Fu Hanting is developing steadily, or there is no need for her to say more, and everything will return to normal once she leaves.
She played with the jade pendant in her hand, took a deep breath, walked around the playground, and avoided his direction, but after a few steps, she saw Wei Zhuolan walking towards her.
She frowned, paused, and still walked towards him.
"Teacher Wei, what a coincidence!"
"Unfortunately, I'm waiting for you!"
Wei Zhuolan smiled faintly, looking at her deeply with a hint of predation in his eyes.
Qin Ying's heart suddenly tightened:
"Teacher Wei...do you have something to ask me?"
It was too early to draw a conclusion, and she immediately overturned all her previous speculations in her mind.
Wei Zhuolan took a step forward, quickly moved closer to her ear, and his lips brushed against her earlobe:
"What a pity... Fu Hanzhou is not dead!"
Qin Ying suddenly took a half step back and saw him smile with a paranoid and complacent look in his eyes.
Suddenly, he became furious and scolded:
"Teacher Wei! You're going too far!"
"Are you angry? I'm just telling you my true thoughts. He should die, then you'll be mine. If he doesn't die, I'll have to work harder. Qin Ying, I won't let go!"
He took another step closer and stared at Qin Ying intently:
"You clearly know..."
"Even though I know you're dating Han Ting, you're still thinking about me?"
Qin Ying was forced to retreat. She turned around and wanted to leave, but her wrist was suddenly grabbed by him.
Startled by his presumptuous action, she used the hand holding the jade pendant to pry his hand apart. The sharp edge of the jade pendant cut both of their hands at the same time, and blood dripped onto the jade pendant and spread along the lines of the jade pendant.
Qin Ying didn't know if it was an illusion, but she felt that the jade pendant in her hand was a little hotter than before, as if there was a dark red silk thread wrapped around Wei Zhuolan's wrist.
But when he looked again, there was nothing on Wei Zhuolan's wrist.
She didn't have time to think about it, and lowered her voice to scold him:
"Let go, this is a military compound!"
"Listen to me and I'll let go. Otherwise, I don't mind holding you all the time."
"You...let go!"
Qin Ying looked around, lowered her voice, and sounded a little anxious.
Seeing her nervous expression, Wei Zhuolan calmly let go of her hand, with a triumphant smile in his eyes:
"You actually saved him at all costs!? This makes me very angry, but even so, your unexpected move still makes me fall madly in love..."
He leaned forward slightly, moved closer to her, and looked at her with burning eyes.
Qin Ying started with a cold tone:
"In that case, why are you dating Han Ting? She's a good girl, don't hurt her!"
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