My Beloved Super Fierce Wife-Chapter 237 Provincial City, Jing Family

Qin Suqing’s eyes shimmered with pride.

"It’s going well," she said, "My dad mentioned that this moisturizing cream is hard to come by, even outselling the Snowflake Cream."

"I also heard from my dad that before the moisturizing cream hit the shelves of the Department Store, it had already been exported, and the feedback was positive."

Qin Minsheng, being the factory manager, had his connections.

Since the moisturizing cream had something to do with his factory’s officials, it was only natural for him to take a special interest and know such details.

Lin Tang wasn’t surprised by Qin Suqing’s words.

It would have been strange if the feedback had been bad.

"Hearing you say that puts my mind at ease," he said.

After that, Qin Suqing went back to her post.

That same day, after work,

as soon as Lin Tang got home, he received a letter and some moisturizing cream sent by Bai Fei.

There were eight boxes of moisturizing cream in the package.

The letter detailed how Bai Fei took the formula back to the factory, produced samples, and after confirming they were error-free, proceeded with production.

It mentioned that the first batch of moisturizing cream had already sold out.

The second batch was currently being produced overtime.

It also said that the moisturizing cream released into the market had received excellent feedback, and they hoped for further cooperation, with terms negotiable.

After reading the letter, Lin Tang smiled.

As for cooperation, that could be discussed in the future.

The moisturizing cream had created a massive whirlwind in this land ripe for rejuvenation.

In a worker’s family in Provincial City,

a girl around seventeen or eighteen years old looked at herself in the mirror, her eyes reddening.

"Dad, Mom, the red bumps on my face have gone down," she said, her voice choked with excitement. "It’s so great, really great."

Her skin was sensitive, and densely packed red bumps had marred her face year-round, making for a particularly unpleasant sight.

Whenever she walked on the streets, she would encounter various disdainful stares.

After using the moisturizing cream, the red bumps on her face had significantly reduced, leaving behind only faint traces.

For the first time, she could see her own face clearly; she wasn’t ugly at all.

The lady, whose skin had become much whiter and wrinkles had faded after using ’Moonlight Moisturizing Cream,’ looked at her daughter with affection.

"It’s gotten better, my daughter is truly beautiful!"

"Since it’s effective, I’ll buy you a few more boxes, don’t smear anything else on your face," the woman said, gently tousling her daughter’s hair with a tender smile.

The girl nodded with teary eyes, "Mm-hmm, thank you, Mom."

The head of the family, the father, seeing his daughter finally daring to lift her head while speaking, and thinking of the years of suffering she endured, felt a deep sorrow.

"...It’s good that it’s gone now. Since your face is fine, you should be bolder from now on.

If anyone dares to insult you again, slap them, and don’t suffocate yourself with resentment—I and your mom can’t protect you forever," the man said, also breathing a sigh of relief.

People judge by appearances, and his daughter had borne scorn for over a decade, lacking even the courage to look people in the eye, suffering greatly.

The young girl knew she had caused her parents concern and her face showed her guilt.

"Dad, I understand. I’ll learn to stand up for myself more from Sister Huanhuan," she said, clenching her fists.

The man was speechless for a moment before responding, "You don’t have to be like Huanhuan; just learn from Ranran."

Huanhuan was too boisterous, but Ranran was good—neither suffering silently nor spoiled, simply agreeable.

While the family was talking, a cheerful voice came through the door.

"Sister Shuangshuang, are you home?"

He Shuang heard the voice and quickly opened the door.

"Ranran, you’ve come!!"

Standing at the doorstep was a sixteen-year-old girl wearing a floral Bragi.

With a student bob haircut, fair and petite complexion, small eyes, and standing just one and a half meters tall,

there was something genuinely charming about the sweet, naive smile on her face.

Jing Ran looked at her neighbor and friend with her face visibly clearer now, and felt happy for her.

"Your face is healed, that’s great! Now people won’t give you those nasty nicknames anymore."

He Shuang, with traces of redness still on her face, beamed with joy.

"Mm-hmm, I’ll try to become tougher," she agreed.

Watching the two softly speaking young girls, He Shuang’s parents exchanged a look, thinking how wonderful it was.

He Shuang took her friend to her room and shared her snacks with Jing Ran.

As she offered them, she shared her joy as well.

"Ranran, that moisturizing cream is really effective. My mom said we should buy a few more boxes," she suggested.

"I’ve heard Moonlight is popular, the Department Store sold out as soon as they stocked it. If you think it’s good, you should also buy a few more to keep on hand," He Shuang added.

Since it needed to be used anyway, stocking up on a few boxes couldn’t hurt.

Jing Ran leaned on the table, her face filled with disappointment.

"Your mom is so nice!"

Her own mother hardly cared at all.

He Shuang knew about the Jing Family’s situation and didn’t know how to comfort her best friend.

Others thought Auntie Zhuo was a particularly tender and good mother,

but as her friend who had grown up with Ranran, she didn’t think so.

She always felt Auntie Zhuo was more distant with Ranran than with the neighbor’s kids, almost as if... Ranran wasn’t her biological child.

In any case, it was strange!

Making an effort to change the subject, He Shuang said,

"You can buy a few boxes for yourself. Whether it’s Yashuang or the moisturizing cream, you have to buy something, it’s only one more dollar—of course, you should buy the one that works better."

Ranran had enough pocket money, she could certainly afford a few boxes of the moisturizing cream.

Jing Ran laughed naively,

"One box will do. This product has an expiration date; it’s no good once expired."

The Department Store replenished their stock quickly; there was no need to stock up like that.

He Shuang thought about it and agreed.

Ranran’s skin was fine, unlike her own situation where the product was a lifeline. Just one box to use slowly would suffice.

"You have a point." Moving on from that, she remembered something else she had been hesitating to ask: "Ranran, wasn’t Auntie Zhuo trying to arrange a match for Jing Second Brother? How’s that going?" she inquired.

As she spoke, He Shuang clenched her hand anxiously, her heart hanging in suspense.

Jing Ran didn’t think much about the question.

It was normal for Sister Shuangshuang, who grew up with them, to ask about Second Brother.

But thinking of her family’s issues, her brows furrowed, displaying a worried look.

"Second Brother says he doesn’t want to get married," she replied.

As she spoke, the young girl sighed and unwrapped a candy to pop into her mouth.

"My mom is very angry, but my dad told her not to meddle. Anyway, our home is in chaos."

That was why she came to Sister Shuangshuang’s place—to get some air.

He Shuang felt a surge of happiness but felt it was wrong; she forced herself to suppress it.

"Jing Second Brother isn’t very old. Why is Auntie Zhuo in such a hurry?"

Jing Ran shook her head, "...I don’t know."

Her mother was becoming increasingly irritable.

On a few occasions when her father showed concern for her, she caught her mother looking at her with what seemed like... disgust.

At that thought, the young girl quickly shook her head.

It couldn’t be; she must be mistaken.

She was her mother’s biological daughter; how could her mother possibly despise her own child?

The wave stirred up by the moisturizing cream in Provincial City and across the nation,

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As for all this, Lin Tang was still unaware.

It was June, and the weather was becoming unbearably hot.

Going out meant coming back soaked in sweat.

Even staying indoors felt oppressively hot.