Chapter 450: Asking for Money
Hu Li’s face was red with anger, her neck thickened as she continuously glared at Guan Xiaojie, but no matter how much she glared, Guan Xiaojie was like a pig that is not afraid of boiling water, doing whatever she wanted.
"This house is really big," Qin Guohua walked in and said while continuously nodding his head. It’s a three-bedroom with a large living room. The houses in the city are different from those in the countryside. Walking on these floors, one dares not move carelessly, fearing they might dirty the floor.
"That’s right," Hu Li lifted her chin, full of pride, "This is my son-in-law’s house, once Qin Xiangmei gets married, when we come to the Capital City, we will live here."
Guan Xiaojie’s eyes were constantly shifting, obviously scheming. The Capital City is a big city, if the house were given to Qin Guohua, it would ultimately belong to him and his wife. Everyone has their own plans. Qin Xiangmei watched all this, only managing to roll her eyes secretly. Don’t think she doesn’t know what they are plotting; it’s nothing more than this house. But, sorry, this house is hers and she won’t give it to anyone. Even a fool could see her sister-in-law’s greedy face eyeing the house.
She didn’t say anything now, nor was she bothered to care.
"Mom, do you think Qin Xiangyang and the others will agree?" During this moment, Qin Xiangnuan asked Hu Li in front of Qin Guohua.
"How could they disagree?" Before Hu Li could speak, Qin Guohua slammed the table with a smack, startling Qin Pengfei and his wife into a big argument. He was their Laozi, whether they agree or not, they must agree; these two scoundrels are like their mother, all despicable and lowly.
Qin Xiangmei took an apple and put it to her mouth, gently sniffing the scent of the apple, her red lips curving upwards involuntarily, the pride in her eyes was undeniable. She was waiting for this very statement from Qin Guohua.
With a crunch, she bit into the apple, her eyes sharp and seemingly flashing with numerous colors.
Qin Xiangnuan had just finished calculating the accounts for the store; this month’s earnings were quite good. After deducting all costs, there was a net profit of nearly sixty thousand. The earnings from the internet cafe were calculated annually, she and Jian Zhiqing took seventy-eight percent, giving Qin Xiangyang twenty percent. The annual income from the internet café alone was frightening. Qin Xiangnuan was saving up this money, waiting, yeah, for a big move.