Meeting Lin Bei's fervent gaze, Zhang Yixin felt that her heartbeat had almost reached her throat.
She glanced away in a flurry, hastily saying, "You... keep it down, don't wake Han Han."
"By the way, when will you start practicing at Qian Jin Pavilion? I'm thinking of leaving it in your hands from now on and finding myself another job."
Even though she had reclaimed Qian Jin Pavilion, its income was limited after all.
She had suffered plenty over the years, but she didn't want Han Han to experience any hardships.
She wanted to earn money for Han Han's education, so she could learn to dance, music, and painting. She intended to raise her daughter well.
Seeing that Zhang Yixin was so readily entrusting her most valued Qian Jin Pavilion to him, Lin Bei was very touched.
A smile curled at the corner of his mouth as he said lightly, "Don't rush into finding a job. I've said before that I will take care of the future for the both of you."
