Her aunt, apparently not satisfied, continued to ask, "What kind of business is it?"
"I opened a few shops, selling pastries and things like that," Lu Fan replied.
Hearing this, her aunt's lips curled slightly, her tone tinged with condescension. "Oh, selling pastries. Well, that's nice too. A small, stable business."
She paused, then added, "The man our Liu Yan found opened two restaurants in the city. He earns quite a lot in a year. You'll see him in a bit, the young man looks very sharp."
Lu Fan just smiled and didn't respond.
Pan Lanfang's expression soured, but she didn't feel it was her place to say anything.
Jiang Guoqiang just smoked his cigarette silently off to the side.
Watching her parents' reactions, Jiang Yixia felt a knot form in her stomach.
Her aunt's curiosity was piqued again. "Oh, right, when are you two planning to have your wedding banquet? Don't forget to invite us when the time comes."
