"Juanjuan, Nian'an is Ji Ying's own son, do you really think he can lie to Shuyuan?" Ji Shan also didn't agree with Deng Juan, after all, Ji Ying was his real sister.
"Nian'an is studying in Ningbei, and he's selling hair clips, made five hundred? Those things only cost a few cents each, how could he make five hundred yuan? Do you really think five hundred yuan just blows in with the wind, or that five hundred is as easy to earn as five or fifty?"
Deng Juan shot back without thinking, muttering, "Besides, you don't even make fifty yuan in a month."
Ji Shan: "..."
"Mom, you really can make money doing business." Ji Shuyuan tried to persuade Deng Juan using the story of the doll seller.
But before the topic even got started, Deng Juan cut him off, "How come you never see people losing money, huh? If it was really so easy to earn, then everybody would do it."
Ji Shuyuan: Isn't that because everybody thinks just like you?
