Ye Shu hesitated for a moment and said, "Mom, I do have something I want to talk to you about."
"If it's about the Smart Girl Class and Old Mansion industries, then spare me. Although my mind doesn't work as quickly as you young people, I have my own insights on many things," Bai Yueru said, reaching out to pat Ye Shu on the shoulder. "Xiao Shu, I know that young people are energetic and see farther than us old-timers, but I don't have big ambitions. I just want to guard this bit of Sheng Family's Mansion industry, and have everyone live comfortably and peacefully."
Ye Shu felt that Bai Yueru was still bothered by the wild gossip outside. He gently held Bai Yueru's hand and said, "Mom, don't you know what kind of person I am? As they say, honest advice sounds harsh. There's something I have to say today, and it's about the matter of the Smart Girl Class being besieged by business partners."
"You—" Bai Yueru seemed somewhat impatient.
