Gong Feng's eyes showed some loss, "The restaurant's income, I send people to Zhongyuan every quarter."
Bai Ruozhu smiled, "No need to be so diligent, once every six months to a year is fine, or you can bring silver to Zhongyuan yourself, but remember to write me a letter in advance, send it to the Commerce Association, otherwise you might not be able to find me."
"I, I've noted it down," Gong Feng said.
Bai Ruozhu turned and left, feeling a bit regretful, but knowing it's best for both Gong Feng and Sibao.
...
"Yaxi, why haven't you packed your luggage yet?" Yaxi's mother entered the daughter's room, finding the daughter hadn't packed much for the journey, still sitting by the bedside lost in thought.
Yaxi looked up, "Mother, I kind of don't want to go."
"Silly girl, your father and I just want to take you to Zhongyuan for a look, if you don't want to go, then why are we going?" Yaxi's mother reached out to help her tidy her hair bun, asking worriedly, "What's wrong?"
