An Ning sighed. She could see a sense of pride and anticipation rise in Du Guijuan at the mention of it.
But in the next moment, An Ning just gave a firm nod and went back to eating.
Du Guijuan was no fool.
She could tell that An Ning was angry with her.
Du Guijuan was trying to figure out how to salvage the situation. She wasn't about to let something like 'face' get in the way of benefits she could easily obtain.
"Mom, what money? Does she even need to save her pennies and dimes?"
Anjing was indignant and refused to believe An Ning had any money.
Growing up, she had always been the one everyone doted on.
But here in the countryside she looked down on, her status had completely changed. Everyone ignored her—or worse, despised and berated her. This made her constantly want to one-up An Ning.
Anjing's interruption made Du Guijuan put down her chopsticks. For the first time, her expression changed, putting on a fierce front.
