Even though Jiang Xiaobai painted the future blueprint so magnificently, Xiaoqian just smiled, not letting any excitement sway her.
She's a very practical woman who doesn't aim too high. For her, earning a little more today than yesterday, a little more tomorrow than today, is satisfying enough. She never thought she'd achieve much in this life; she just hopes that through hard work, her family can have a good life. Her plans never considered herself; her whole life, so far, she has lived for others, for her family who only greedily drains her, completely neglecting herself.
A girl at her age should be dressing up beautifully, eating delicious food, wearing pretty clothes, but she does none of that, always with a bare face, never caring about her appearance.
Returning home, Xiaoqian opened the fridge and took out a lot of food.
"Why did you buy so much? Money is no object, huh?" Jiang Xiaobai laughed and said, "When did you become so spendthrift, little Jew?"
