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Chapter 885: Chapter 888: It’s Most Comfortable to Make Money While Lying Down
After something like this happened, Boss Xiao wanted to take his parents back home to take care of them, but his wife refused. Now the couple argues about this every day, and they almost came to blows over it.
Qiao Duo’er just smiled and glossed over the matter because she knew that what goes around comes around, and karma would eventually catch up.
After a while, Qiao Duo’er ran into someone familiar—it was Granny Liu.
Ever since Ruo Lan’s schemes had been exposed, Granny Liu had always steered clear of Duo’er, and so they had been at peace with each other.
But today, for some unknown reason, she actually made the effort to approach her.
"Duo’er, you must be due soon?"
Granny Liu greeted her with a smile, but there was a hint of contempt in her eyes.
The Tan family’s situation was just so-so; pregnant with a child and only a maid for company—how embarrassing!
Qiao Duo’er replied noncommittally, "There are still several months to go." 𝒏𝒐𝒗𝒑𝒖𝒃.𝙘𝒐𝒎
There were still four months until the delivery, a long process indeed.
Granny Liu reminded her, "You’re with child, so you should have more people around you. I also have good news—Ruo Lan is going to marry into a good family. She’s really born under a lucky star!"
It was just as well that the previous plan hadn’t succeeded, otherwise she wouldn’t have had the opportunity to meet such a high-ranking official.
"Then congratulations to her," Qiao Duo’er said indifferently.
She remembered that Ruo Lan had been sold to a madam and guessed that some patron must have redeemed her and brought her back to the household to become a concubine.
After all, she was still just a plaything for the wealthy.
Granny Liu feigned humility and said, "There’s nothing much to congratulate, I just feel it’s a pity. Right after Ruo Lan entered their house, her husband’s business thrived immediately. I hear they even gave her many gifts!"
If Ruo Lan had been brought into the Tan family, their business would certainly have flourished as well.
Instead, they were stuck with a huge stockpile of unsold goods.
Qiao Duo’er smiled dismissively. Ruo Lan had the right to choose her own way of life.
As long as the lives of others didn’t affect her, she didn’t care.
"Ah Hong is out opening a shop this time, right? Sigh, always running around like that must be tough."
Granny Liu deliberately provoked her.
Almond retorted irritably, "How can earning money with your own hands be as comfortable as earning it lying down?"
That Ruo Lan just needed to lie down on her bed, spread her legs, and the silver would start rolling in, of course it’s comfortable.
Granny Liu’s old face reddened—this girl really didn’t mince her words! Even an old woman like her found it a bit too much to take.
"Almond, be ladylike, don’t stoop to vulgarities like some people," Qiao Duo’er advised. It wasn’t worth lowering oneself for certain individuals.
Almond readily agreed, knowing well that her madam wouldn’t steer her wrong.
After making a fool of herself, Granny Liu quickly adjusted her mood.
Being angry was less productive than going home to get ready; she was going to Mansion City to enjoy her fortunes too!
By then, the only ones left to envy and covet would be those stuck in Big Willow Village, wouldn’t they?
At this moment, she had no inkling as to why Ruo Lan wanted her to come. After all, she had abused Ruo Lan a lot in the past, and sold her to that kind of place without a second thought.
Ruo Lan would do well not to take revenge, let alone allow Granny Liu to live a life of luxury.
Granny Liu didn’t affect Qiao Duo’er’s mood at all; she continued to stroll around before finally heading back.
When she got home, Almond started preparing dinner, and Duo’er, worried Almond might be too busy, went in to help.
But Almond firmly shooed her out, "Madam, just go wait for dinner. I can handle this little bit of work!"
With two pots in the Tan family kitchen and a stove that never went out, making two or three dishes wouldn’t take much time at all.
Qiao Duo’er pouted, feeling as if she were on the verge of becoming useless.
Ah, let it be, for perhaps being useless was a form of bliss in itself?
