Hearing this, the old man chuckled. "They offered you a seventy percent discount, clearly out of respect for Xixi. So why aren't you happy?"
"It would be great if that were the case," Mrs. Huang retorted. She then immediately spilled the beans, telling her husband everything about that specialty store. After she finished, she grumbled angrily, "I've always said that woman was no good, but none of you believed me. Now, you see? She's taken a huge sum of money from Wan Donglin and is now pestering our son. She must really take our whole family for fools."
Mr. Huang was unconvinced. "If she truly had that much money, why would she still need to work so hard? Besides, didn't Xiaojue say her apartment is rented? It's just a small, one-bedroom place. If she's as rich as Zhou Xiaoxuan claims, wouldn't she be able to afford a villa? Why would she live so poorly?"
