I Got Rich in Period Fiction-Chapter 352: Meeting You

Qiao Qingyu nudged He Xiuyu curiously and asked, "Analyze with your big brain, why would Liu Ge do such a thing?"

He Xiuyu couldn’t help but smile.

Analyzing these matters, he was no match for Qiao Qingyu.

He simply said, "I can’t figure it out." He Xiuyu then thought of his sister and mused, "No wonder she was like that today."

"Forget about what she looked like, just like what you told her, no matter what, it can’t be fair to Rongrong. So, it’s up to the people involved to make amends. But don’t underestimate this little girl Rongrong, she has her own ideas," Qiao Qingyu said leisurely.

Although Rongrong was young, she had her own thoughts, and He Juanjuan’s attempts to please her were futile.

But in reality, He Juanjuan didn’t take it to heart.

This person was just selfish, seeking a noble excuse for her own appalling behavior.

He Xiuyu rubbed his temples, "I really don’t want to admit she’s my sister, but the fact remains, she is my biological sister, born of the same mother."

"So, let the matter rest, and let your dad handle the affairs with your elder brother. You stay out of it."

"I know."

Qiao Qingyu reminded him again, "Don’t keep bringing this up either. After all, for Rongrong, it’s hardly a pleasant memory."

He Xiuyu of course understood this, but he still looked at Qiao Qingyu with gratitude, sighed softly, and tenderly wrapped her in his arms, saying in a gentle voice, "What kind of good deeds must I have done in my last life to have met you in this one?"

"Let me think." Qiao Qingyu blinked, "They say that five hundred glances in a previous life earn you just one casual passing in this one. Considering we became husband and wife, how many hundreds of thousands of glances must you have taken back then?"

"Then I must definitely have a neck problem," He Xiuyu said seriously.

Qiao Qingyu couldn’t help but chuckle softly in a low voice.

Her laughter was then muted by He Xiuyu, leaving an atmosphere of spring warmth behind.

...

The next day, the two of them got up rather late, and when they went downstairs, everyone had finished breakfast, and Rongrong was not at home, obviously taken out to play again by grandfather and great-grandfather.

The housekeeper wasn’t there either, but breakfast was still warmed up.

After eating breakfast, they planned to head to a nearby department store to buy some things, as they had already bought the train tickets back to Xichuan, leaving the following afternoon.

It seemed just a blink, and ten days had passed, fleeting like water.

Just as they were about to leave, He Juanjuan, coming down from upstairs, eagerly called out to stop Qiao Qingyu.

Then she pulled Qiao Qingyu aside to speak, and after some hemming and hawing, finally got to the point.

Qiao Qingyu thought she was going to ask for a loan because she knew from He Xiuyu that He Juanjuan’s handbag company was stripped of the last of its funds, a whole batch of ordered goods was lost, and she had incurred quite the loss of money.

"Qiao Qingyu, don’t be afraid, I’m not asking you for money."

Qiao Qingyu raised her eyebrows, "Even if you were asking me for money, I wouldn’t be afraid."

Whether I lend it or not is up to me.

He Juanjuan snorted, "I know you’re rich and confident."

Then she finally whispered, "... I owe fifty thousand yuan in compensation, it’s from big brother... of course, it’s meant for Rongrong, I need to make that up..."

As she spoke, her face turned a little red.

"And then?" Qiao Qingyu asked coolly.

"Can you teach me how to do business to make this money back? Don’t tell me to get a job, that’s not possible. If I go to work now, it’d take me ten years to come up with fifty thousand yuan."

Qiao Qingyu looked at her and asked, "Then what do you want to do?"

"I don’t even know what I want to do; I’ve tried fashion a few times but lost money every time."

"Didn’t you confront the partner you started the company with after they embezzled your money?"

He Juanjuan said dejectedly, "He’s been arrested and sentenced to several years; he can’t compensate me."

"But I don’t have any good projects on hand right now." Qiao Qingyu’s business was all about land, and He Juanjuan knew nothing, so she couldn’t use her.

"You’re so smart, someone as proud as my mom praises you behind your back, saying you are really good at business and a true descendant of Mr. Wu."

Qiao Qingyu raised her eyebrows, not expecting Meng Siqi to praise her behind her back.

It was quite surprising.

Then Qiao Qingyu began to ponder, to be honest, with someone like He Juanjuan, what kind of business could she do?

She wasn’t even as capable as her cousin Qiao Shengbao.

Not only did she lack any special skills, but she also didn’t have the head for business.

Qiao Qingyu’s eyes involuntarily fell in the direction of the greenhouse.

She had some ideas already.

Qiao Qingyu took her to the greenhouse, explained the effects of Soothing Grass, and then added, "You help Granny look after it properly, and once it grows to the size of a palm, you can sell it."

"Selling flowers and grass, how much money can that make?" He Juanjuan was quite disappointed.

"Don’t underestimate this Soothing Grass, He Juanjuan. If you handle it well, I guarantee you can make fifty thousand yuan in one year."

Qiao Qingyu’s casual words had He Juanjuan’s eyes wide open.

But she didn’t really believe it.

An empty flowerpot with nothing in it, making fifty thousand yuan—that would need the sale of so many pots.

Thinking this way, her expression showed a hint of disbelief.

Granny He came out from the kitchen, saw people in the greenhouse, and hurriedly came in. She first smiled at the sight of Qiao Qingyu and He Juanjuan, then her face tightened.

Of course, that smile was for Qiao Qingyu. Seeing He Juanjuan naturally reminded her of the latter’s actions, so her expression hardened, then she seriously said, "He Juanjuan, this isn’t a place for you, be careful not to dirty your fancy clothes, now off you go..."

He Juanjuan glared, "I’m not going, I want to stay with Qiao Qingyu."

Qiao Qingyu hadn’t expected He Juanjuan’s attitude to change so quickly.

She thought about it—it wasn’t that she was so great, it was because she believed in her unusual experiences.

And that had placed them on the same side.

Otherwise, this girl might have held a grudge for being hit by her.

The He Family were the type to hold grudges, after all.

He Xuerong was just like that.

At that moment, He Xiuyu, who had been waiting at the door, coughed a few times.

Qiao Qingyu said to He Juanjuan, "Since ancient times, no one gets a free lunch—you won’t get money by doing nothing. However, when I say Soothing Grass can make money, it really can make money. You just need to believe..."

He Juanjuan thought for a moment and then nodded vigorously, "I believe."

She didn’t believe in Soothing Grass but she believed in what Qiao Qingyu said.

Qiao Qingyu didn’t correct her; after all, it was pretty much the same.

She then instructed, "He Juanjuan, you have no experience in gardening, just help Granny with the chores, and do whatever Granny tells you to do."

He Juanjuan hesitated for a moment; she was not averse to the idea of growing flowers and grass, so she asked, "How long will it take for them to grow?"