Su Qiao saw his expression growing worse and hurriedly said:
"That... Jing He, if you want to do business, I won't stop you. Don't worry. Once I've saved enough money in a few days, I'll rent you a shop. You can sell whatever you want."
The old woman hurriedly signaled to Qi Jinghe. "Oh, Jing He, with such an open-minded Husband Master, aren't you going to say a few nice words and coax her?"
These days, even among poor families, there weren't many women willing to let their little husbands show their faces in public and do business.
Qi Jinghe wasn't particularly good-looking, but his luck was excellent. He had happened to meet such a good Husband Master.
"Ahem, thank you, Old Lady. My Jing He has received so much care from all of you these days. Another day, I'll definitely invite everyone out for tea. We'll be heading back for now."
Su Qiao was afraid that if they stayed any longer, she would only make things worse.
She directly took the man's hand, turned around, and crossed the little bridge, preparing to go home.
"All right, all right, hurry back. Live a good life together."
After crossing the bridge and leaving the small town, Qi Jinghe shook off her hand. "Hmph, what were you doing just now?"
"Well, what could I have been doing? I was just helping you properly thank them."
Su Qiao was a little confused about what exactly he was angry about.
Qi Jinghe sneered. "You deliberately praised me outside and pretended to be some great, kind person. Were you trying to make everyone think that I set up a stall to earn money not because you're such a bastard, but because I was bored?"
Su Qiao felt utterly aggrieved.
"That's an unfair accusation. I didn't