Qin Lan held Little one and walked over to the row of seats closest to the stage. These were all VIP seats, and they cost several times more than ordinary locations.
Furthermore, they were not something one could simply buy with money. Sitting here provided the most direct view of An Qing performing on stage.
Ling Yun speechlessly said, "How did you get these tickets?"
Qin Lan tossed her pretty hair and smiled. "An Qing gave them to me, of course. I wouldn't have the ability to buy them."
"Whoa... Did my mommy give them?" Little one's eyes rolled. "That must be a lot of money."
"Yeah, your mommy has the most money. How much do you plan to fleece her for?" Qin Lan teased.
Little one asked, "Who has more?"
Her meaning was a comparison of who had more money between Qin Lan and An Qing.
Before Qin Lan could answer, Ling Yun muttered a few words to Little one.
"Godmother has that much money?" After hearing this, Little one's eyes went wide.
Qin Lan's head was covered in black lines. Without needing to ask, she knew Ling Yun must have told her that she had the most money; otherwise, Qianqian, that little money-lover, wouldn't have asked like that.
"Little money-lover, I don't have that much." Qin Lan affectionately rubbed Little one's pretty hair.
Beibei chimed in, "Auntie has money. She's a female tycoon!"
"Pfft pfft..."
Ling Yun couldn't hold it in.
Qin Lan laughed herself, speechless to the extreme regarding Beibei.
"Mister?"
Bai Jingna pouted and shook the ticket in her hand; hers was an ordinary one.
Ling Yun knew she wanted to sit here, but there were no more seats on this side. An Qing had only given one ticket, and Qin Lan had one as well.