The little one heard about it too, and she remained gloomy the entire day.
Is Daddy really out of money? The little one furrowed her brows and said.
Long Yanran said, "It's true. All those companies were taken over by other people, and Brother Yun has nothing left."
"Can I not just go eat ice cream whenever I want anymore?"
The little one muttered to herself, thinking about how all those ice creams would pass her by in the future.
Long Yanran was left speechless; this child was still thinking about food at a time like this.
Ling Yun was completely unbothered. Instead, he felt a sense of complete ease, though he had certainly become famous. The media exposed him as a wealthy second-generation heir from Capital City and the ultimate prodigal son.
An Qing was much the same. If the company was gone, it was gone. Anyway, she had learned Ling Yun's brand of calm, and with Ling Yun supporting her in the future, she would just be a pampered young mistress.
The little one was different. She was thinking about how to make a comeback, and the first thing she needed to do was get money. Her most innocent idea was to go pick up scraps for a windfall.
"Daddy, I'll take you to a good place."
After eating lunch, the little one secretly whispered to Ling Yun. She acted all mysterious, her eyes darting around slyly, making sure not to alert An Qing.
"What place?"
"Shh, it's a secret."
Ling Yun had no choice but to follow her and Beibei as they headed out, while Long Yanran and Little Irene stayed home to keep house!
The little one led the way while Ling Yun drove, and a short while later they arrived at Jiangbei's antique street. There