"Ah... this girl’s mouth is getting more and more poisonous!"
"If you know it’s poisonous, then watch your own mouth! Saying a few less bad things about others won’t kill you." An Hao, not deigning to stop and gossip with this sort of person, left after dropping a couple of zingers that choked without claiming a life.
When she got back home, An Hao was somewhat surprised as she entered her small courtyard.
Underneath the peach tree, there was a small square table where, against the setting sun, Qin Jian and An Shuchao were unexpectedly sitting around drinking tea.
An Hao rubbed her eyes, "Am I seeing things? How could you two be together?"
"Take a guess! Anyway, it’s good news!" An Shuchao said, beaming at An Hao; he hadn’t felt this good in a long time.
"What good news could there be?" An Hao couldn’t think of anything at the moment.
Qin Jian stood up and took the bunch of things from her hands, and his usually cold face was actually beaming with a smile today: "Think about it, what could make all of us happy for you?"
"Happy for me? How would you know that I made five hundred bucks today?" An Hao looked at them in amazement, since she hadn’t told anyone about this.
"What? You made five hundred?" An Shuchao couldn’t believe it, "What did you do to make so much in one day?"
An Hao laughed and casually pulled over a stool to sit down, pouring herself a cup of tea and gulping it down: "It wasn’t made in one day; I had done the corresponding work and preparation beforehand, today was just the harvest."
"Your jeans business?" Qin Jian asked.
"Yep." An Hao’s smile was radiant, "How should I put it? I feel like I’ve caught up with the times. If I can seize the opportunity, I think the dream of becoming a ten-thousandaire is not impossible."
"Ten-thousandaire!!" An Shuchao could hardly believe his ears, "You don’t have the capital, how can you do a clothing business?"
An Hao confidently pointed to her head: "Wisdom plus opportunity plus luck!"
"Saying you’re fat and you start panting." Seeing his daughter’s confidence, An Shuchao also became happy; he had witnessed An Hao’s ability and skill in making money, so he believed in her.
An Hao’s confidence was not blind; she had seen what the future held, something others had not.
She knew that doing business could make you rich, as long as you kept pace with the times and found the right moment to join the commercial tide, you could definitely make a fortune.
"Don’t worry. If I wasn’t very sure about it, I wouldn’t be boasting to you, just wait and see." An Hao said.
"Alright. If you really can make money, we’ll truly be happy. In the future, when your dad’s old and his legs aren’t so agile, it looks like it’ll be up to you and An Ping." An Shuchao sighed, "I, as a father, have been irresponsible, failing to provide you and An Ping with a better life. After reflecting for so many days, I realize I was wrong. An Hao, can you forgive your dad?"
"Dad, people are allowed to make a mistake once. But you shouldn’t keep making them. You being with Bai Xue was a wrong choice. But thankfully, you saw her true colors and divorced her. From now on, it’s just you, me, and An Ping in this house, and our life will be more peaceful. I’m not against you finding a partner, but you have to be clear about their character."
"No more looking, no more. Dad has you two and that’s enough! Family is more important than anything!" An Shuchao finally saw the light, looking back on his past, he felt how foolish he had been.
Upon hearing this, An Hao laughed too, then suddenly she remembered they mentioned some good news: "What’s this good news you were talking about just now, is it really not about me making money?"
Qin Jian’s lips curled into a smile: "No. It’s something even more exciting than that!"