It wasn't entirely because Su Old Man had been acting spoiled. Aside from Yangzhou fried rice, his daughter wasn't very good at making anything else.
As it happened, her father was especially fond of fried rice—particularly the kind his daughter made. Every time he ate it, he praised her to the heavens, and whenever he went out, he would show off about it to his old friends from time to time.
"I'm not planning to continue with my current company. I already have other plans, so I won't be going back for now."
Although the old couple meant well, Su Qiao had no intention of actually going home and spending a year or two there before coming back out.
She was already twenty-three. She would be too embarrassed to live off her parents.
"Then how about I go there and keep you company for a while, Mom can make you some good food and help you build yourself back up?"
"Dad will go too. I don't have anything important on hand right now anyway. I might as well go be your bodyguard so those people from the Wang family don't give you trouble."
Su Qiao's parents were very worried that she was heartbroken over the breakup and that she wasn't eating properly.
Warmth slowly rose in Su Qiao's heart.
There were piles of things to deal with at home. Her mother had to take care of the household, while her father not only handled things at home but also had to go out and find sales channels. They were practically unable to free themselves all year round.
Over the past two years, they had also started raising freshwater pearls, keeping them so busy that sometimes they didn't even have time to eat.
Yet they were willing to put all that