The old and the young were having a lively conversation. Grandma Chen quietly waved at Xiang Xiaoyuan. "I have some money on me. If you need money for anything in the future, I..."
Xiang Xiaoyuan moved closer. "You'll give it to me?"
Grandma Chen poked her forehead. "I'll lend it to you!"
Xiang Xiaoyuan touched her forehead and chuckled. "Okay, I'll definitely not forget you if I have ways to earn money."
She understood Grandma Chen's words. She had understood it a long time ago. Earning money was more important than men.
At the same time, on the other side.
Lu Bei was standing on the subway, holding an iron hoop. He started to question his life.
