Looking up at the morning sky, Hong Qiaole added, "You never know when those you look down on will succeed or when you will need them in the future. Moreover, what is important is not wealth but talent. Without talent, wealth will not last long. But as long as you have talent, you don't have to worry about not having wealth. Do you understand?"
After listening to Hong Qiaole's words, Fen Lan lowered her head and said, "Nubi understand. Thank you, Seventh Young Lady, for your teaching."
Looking at Fen Lan's guilty expression, Hong Qiaole said calmly, "It's good as long as you understand."
When Duan Yixin came back from the kitchen, she noticed Fen Lan's guilty expression. She raised her eyebrows slightly but pretended not to know and calmly placed the bamboo tray on the wooden table.
After sitting opposite Hong Qiaole, Duan Yixin poured her a cup of tea and said, "I don't know what the purpose of Miss Hong's coming here today is."
