After returning from Li Wangfu's house, An Hao's face clearly bore a smile.
As soon as she entered the door, An Ping came up to greet her.
"How did it go, sis?"
An Hao mimicked the situation, which delighted An Ping so much that he clapped his hands, "Sis, you really have some great ideas! I'm truly admiring you now!"
"When faced with problems, think and take a different path. Perhaps there'll be a different harvest!" In her last life, she had been foolish and thoughtless, suffering too many losses.
This life, she definitely would not.
"Now that we have thirty, we still lack quite a bit of money, right? Sis, what will we do?" After the excitement, the problem still lay before them.
"I can only try to sell the Snowflake Cream I wholesaled to see if I can make some money," An Hao said.
