Ye Qiu, it's always Ye Qiu!
Li Lanfang heard this, and her heart almost burned with rage. She just couldn't understand why Ye Weidong's life was so good and why hers was so bad.
She almost became Ye Qiu's mother-in-law, but unexpectedly, things turned out like this in the blink of an eye.
How could Li Lanfang endure this?
Li Lanfang felt like a fire was continuously burning inside her; the more she looked at that new car, the more uncomfortable she felt.
He the butcher was somewhat envious, but said nothing.
When she returned home, as Li Lanfang was going upstairs, she cursed, "Why is it that people like him have such good luck, when we work ourselves to the bone and still can't make much money?"
Now, Li Lanfang heard that the Imperial Cuisine Restaurant that Ye Qiu opened is making more daily net profit than they could make in a year's worth of selling pork.
