Catching Crabs

"Estimated."

Fine, his intelligence wasn't the same as hers. But Gu Yanqing had miscalculated too. For example, he hadn't really approved of her selling Winter Bamboo Shoots, wanting her to focus on dried fruits and vegetables instead. He also hadn't expected this money-making opportunity to fall into her lap.

Qiao Wanqing said, "That should be about enough for the down payment on a house in C City, right?"

Koukou was nearly two years old. He would start kindergarten at three, and the kindergartens in Town couldn't compare to those in the city. Qiao Wanqing hoped he could attend the best one. Whether in terms of safety or education, it would be better.

So, it was only a matter of time before Qiao Wanqing moved into the city.

But if she went to the city, staying at Gu Yanqing's place wouldn't be a problem. Grandma Qiao, however, couldn't possibly feel comfortable living there. After all, she wasn't the owner. So Qiao Wanqing might as well buy a place of her own. If Grandma Qiao was willing to move to the city, she could live there, and they could visit regularly.

Her uncle and aunt could also stay there for a while from time to time.

So she decided that once she had made enough money, she would buy a house first.

Even if Grandma Qiao still thought the countryside was better and refused to move there, the house wouldn't lose value. She could just treat it as an investment.

"You want to buy a house?" Gu Yanqing was a little surprised. He had never heard her mention it before.

Qiao Wanqing chuckled. "President Gu, don't you know? Making money to buy a house, then keeping a pretty boy—that's my dream."

Gu Yanqing: "..."

Was his face fair enough?

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