"But what about Sister Fang?"
Chiang Qingzhu asked this question thinking Kuang Kanzhi was planning to marry her.
"Ah Zhu," Kuang Kanzhi instantly understood what she meant, and his heart skipped a beat. He quickly tried to steer her thoughts in another direction, "Over the years, hasn't Xiao Fang treated you pretty well?"
"Yes..."
"Do you know? All the family finances are managed by Xiao Fang. The Kong Family's paper business is run by her, and even the books I publish—she negotiates everything with the publishers. You wouldn't be able to handle all that, and I couldn't bear to see you overworked. You should just relax at home, alright?"
"But..."
"It's fine. If you get bored, you can go visit Chiang Xiao. Cheer her up a little—there's no lingering grudges between mother and daughter, right?"
Outside the door, Xiao Fang's face turned ashen. She bit her lower lip so hard that it started bleeding.
