Su Qiao planned it out in her heart: first coarse paper, then Xuan Paper, followed by soap, scented soap, shampoo, rouge, and so on—things that required a certain level of technical skill but were not especially difficult.
When Old Master Su heard this, the trace of worry in his heart vanished at once, and even his heavy mood eased considerably.
"I didn't expect you to actually understand this. Your grandpa had always been worried that you'd gone astray after following your mother."
Whenever Zhou Lihua came up, even Su Qiao got a headache.
But what could she do? She was her daughter now, after all.
She couldn't just abandon her, could she?
"My mother isn't exactly a good person, but fortunately, she doesn't have any major malicious intentions. She's not like some people, who have a bellyful of schemes. Don't worry, Grandpa. I'll keep an eye on her from now on."
Fortunately, she had her flaws. She loved to eat, loved to show off, and wanted to live a good life.
As long as Su Qiao drew her a few more grand promises and occasionally gave her a taste of sweetness, she believed she could keep her under control.
"That's good. It's good that you keep an eye on her."
If Su Qiao had said this in the past, Old Master Su would have thought it inappropriate—or simply refused to believe her.
But now, seeing Su Qiao's calm and composed manner, he no longer felt that it would be particularly difficult.
After chatting for quite a while, Old Master Su took the initiative to bring up the matter that had been weighing on his heart.
"Danie, did you come here to talk to Grandpa about what happened at the mine?"
"Mm."
Su Qiao nodded, then said solemnly, "Grandpa, we must