All Worlds Beg the Villainess to Act Like a Human
Chapter 792: The Unlucky Twin Sister (21)
Chapter 792: Chapter 792: The Unlucky Twin Sister (21)
Ye Qingyuan wasn’t one to ask many questions. After understanding Qiann Yan’s identity, he carefully introduced himself.
During their conversation, Ye Qingyuan doubted what Pei QianLann had said earlier.
He wasn’t foolish. After nearly a year of marriage, he understood Pei QianLann’s nature. She always hoped he would go out and make money and even dreamed at night about becoming a rich lady in the future.
He indeed wanted to earn more money, but he had no skills, no capital, and no connections. Making money had to be done step by step, right?
Without someone leading the way, making money isn’t as simple as saying you’ll make it.
Over the years, many have made money, but not a few have lost it, too.
He had thought it over and had already apprenticed under a carpenter. He planned to learn the craft well, build a solid foundation, and make furniture to save money. Once he had enough, he would open a small furniture factory. As long as he got started, he believed his days would get better and better.
Doing this kind of thing really couldn’t be rushed.
Initially, Ye Qingyuan was still thinking about the issue between Qiann Yan and her family. But now, he had already started considering his future plans. Since Qian Lann dreamed of being a rich lady, he would just work toward that.
Qiann Yan: "..."
Sitting opposite, Qiann Yan already noticed Ye Qingyuan thinking about some great undertaking. His expression was very serious, and his initial curiosity about her seemed long forgotten.
By the time Qiann Yan reached her destination, Ye Qingyuan hadn’t brought up Pei QianLann.
From Pei QianLann’s tone, he could tell the two sisters didn’t get along well and had some conflicts, so there was no need for him to say more.
When Qiann Yan got off, he quickly helped unload the bags from the vehicle.
Seeing someone from the village coming to meet her, he didn’t linger and said goodbye to Qiann Yan before driving off on the tractor.
His wife had conflicts with Pei Qiann Yan, and likely didn’t want him to get too close. If Qian Lann found out, she’d probably make a scene.
No matter the truth, as long as Qian Lann was willing to live well with him, he was willing to work hard for this family.
"Yan He, you’re still in school. Why did you buy so many things?" The village chief had been waiting at the entrance, knowing Qiann Yan would return. Seeing her bring back so much stuff, he didn’t know what to say.
Although Yan wrote in her letter that she received a scholarship and worked to cover her living and tuition expenses, not needing the village’s concern, he still felt she shouldn’t have bought so much. She was still a student, without a formal job. What if she needed money one day?
Outside isn’t like home; without money, one can’t take a step.
Despite these thoughts, when the village chief learned that these things were for the villagers, he was deeply moved. This child was good.
"Village chief, please distribute these things. No family that helped my uncle and aunt should be left out."
The village chief and his wife nodded and got busy.
Soon, the whole village knew Qiann Yan got a scholarship and had bought them gifts.
People weeding in the fields and working the land, upon hearing the news, ran over eagerly.
The Pei Family also knew, with Pei Jian Country and his wife standing awkwardly in the fields, watching the villagers run to the village chief’s house, feeling utterly ashamed.
"Let’s wait. The girl can’t not come home." Pei Jian Country said.
Yang Chunhua nodded: "She definitely has to come home."
But will she really come home? Neither of them knew for sure, recalling the day a year ago when Qiann Yan was driven out. They broke into a cold sweat that couldn’t be wiped away and reappeared quickly.
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