Xia Chuyi guessed that Zhang Xiaoling would probably have more tricks up her sleeve.
After all, for someone with "princess syndrome," the world not revolving around her and things not going according to her plans was simply intolerable.
"Alright, don't worry about it so much," Xia Chuyi said after rinsing the rag in her hands, addressing her cousin.
She didn't want him to get too involved.
"Oh," Zhao Xiaogui replied somewhat listlessly.
He wondered if what he had said to Zhang Xiaoling earlier had brought trouble to his cousin.
Seeing him like this and after working for a while, Xia Chuyi thought for a moment and said, "Tomorrow we'll hang up a sign that says it's the last day of business before the New Year."
"Let's cook all the remaining ingredients and sell them all, then we'll head home and come back after the New Year."
Zhao Xiaogui was startled. "Wouldn't that mean earning a lot less money?"
