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My Dear Wife, Please Be Gentle!

Chapter 661 - 666 Inevitable Victory_1
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Chapter 661: Chapter 666 Inevitable Victory_1

Granny Liu began to plead just in time, "My family is also struggling to get by, and one more mouth to feed would just be too much, Duo’er, can you consider letting Ruo Lan work in the Embroidery Room?"

Getting Ruo Lan into the Embroidery Room was her real goal.

The conditions in the Embroidery Room were good, and once Ruo Lan was in, her family would have an additional source of income.

Once she saved up enough silver to build a new house, she would marry Ruo Lan to her son, killing two birds with one stone.

"I don’t really handle matters of the Embroidery Room; you should still check with Fat Aunt, as long as she nods, it’s fine."

Qiao Duo’er decisively pushed the matter away, fearing that her sudden involvement might disrupt Fat Aunt’s plans.

"But... isn’t the Embroidery Room opened by you?"

Granny Liu still had a little scheme in her mind.

Ruo Lan had stayed with a wealthy family, unlike those coarse women.

If she gained Qiao Duo’s favor, she could at least take charge of something.

All of Granny Liu’s little thoughts were not lost on Qiao Duo, whose lips couldn’t help but curl upward—Granny Liu sure had grand ambitions.

But unless she lost her mind, she would never let Granny Liu get her way.

"I’ve entrusted the Embroidery Room to Fat Aunt and will not interfere too much. It’s still early; you’d better hurry over."

Granny Liu was still reluctant, but Tan Zhenghong had to call her "aunt" after all, couldn’t she bend the rules a little?

Ruo Lan advised, "Aunt, the Embroidery Room has its rules; we can’t just do as we please. Mrs. Tan, I’ll go with my aunt right away to check it out."

"Then I won’t keep you any longer."

Qiao Duo sent them to the door and then returned home, even taking the time to close the courtyard gate behind her.

She had already said her household didn’t need maids and those interested should seek Fat Aunt; was that so hard to understand?

Granny Liu had only walked a few steps when she complained, "Child, why are you so naively honest?"

"Aunt, Mrs. Tan has made it very clear. It’s no use for us to linger there. If we annoy her, we probably won’t even touch the Embroidery Room’s door, and that would be more loss than gain," Ruo Lan softly persuaded, believing that it wouldn’t be long before those people would see her in a new light.

By that time, the managerial position would naturally be hers.

Granny Liu understood the stakes but was unwilling to accept them.

If it were someone else, wouldn’t they always prioritize their own kin when there were benefits to be had?

Qiao Duo was the exception—her pleas had been in vain.

Qiao Duo cared not a bit about all this; returning to her room, she picked up a book once more.

After only two lines, she tossed the book aside—sigh, a bit bored.

Qiao Duo hesitated, then opted to put on warmer clothes and go out; Hu’s Clan had not been in good health, and she could bring some medicinal herbs to them.

Arriving at Hu’s rented space, Hu’s Clan hurriedly beckoned Qiao Duo to sit by the brazier.

"I just saw Zheng Hong’s mother, she came here to see you?" Duo’er asked with concern.

Hu’s Clan nodded, "She said her second son ran out of firewood and asked me to spare some, but I didn’t agree."

Many of the firewood had been collected by the two maids; she was reluctant to give it to anyone else.

Qiao Duo nodded in approval; it was good that she was so determined.

Life was her own, and standing firm for herself was stronger than anything else.

They had barely talked for a moment when Da Ya brought over some tea, and Er Ya also came with a dish of home-fried pumpkin seeds.

"My mother’s roasted seeds are really tasty; try some, and if you like them, I can pack some for you to take home," Er Ya said cheerfully.

Children forget easily; she had already stepped out from the shadows.

Qiao Duo tasted a few; they were caramel-flavored, and the roast was just right.

"Sister Lan, your skills are impressive; you could open a snack shop in town," Qiao Duo didn’t skimp on the compliments.

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