Chapter 82: Return to Jing City

Only then did Liang Siyuan feel somewhat relieved and handed Qin Miaoyu another card.

“Take this card and use it,” he said.

Qin Miaoyu refused.

“Don’t worry, I’ve discussed this with your Sister Suning,” Liang Siyuan assured her.

But that wasn’t why Qin Miaoyu hesitated.

“Brother, I don’t need it. My previous savings are already enough,” she replied.

She hadn’t earned a fortune, but she did have some small savings. Over the past few months, she’d made money from commissioned work, and when she counted her little stash a few days ago, she was surprised by the sum...

“By the way, Second Brother, should I transfer to you the portion of Grandpa’s inheritance that was allotted to me?”

It was a considerable inheritance; the money she had was barely a fraction of it, but holding onto it always made her uneasy.

Liang Siyuan immediately understood her concern.

“Keep it for yourself. Grandpa’s will was written to divide it this way—everyone gets a share. Even Liang Sixuan takes hers without a second thought, so what are you worried about? You suffered so much at the Qin family, and Grandpa felt for you, so he gave you more. He hoped you’d have a better life.”

“But I don’t know how to manage these things…” she said, thinking of the estate, the antiques, paintings, jewelry, and other assets.

“Don’t worry. I’ll have my assistant find a reliable person to manage them for you when the time comes,” Liang Siyuan reassured her.

Hearing mention of an assistant, Qin Miaoyu thought of Liang Siyuan’s company.

Liang Siyuan’s company, Yuanchuang Technology, was growing rapidly—something she’d learned since she met him. She had all that money and didn’t need it for the time being, so perhaps…

“Second Brother, how about I invest that money in your company?”

Liang Siyuan laughed, “Aren’t you afraid it might all be lost?”

Qin Miaoyu shook her head, smiling. “Of course not. I’m waiting for you to lead me to fortune!”

On the day she left Nancheng, Liang Siyuan and the others accompanied Qin Miaoyu to the airport.

When they returned to Nancheng, the group traveled together; on her departure, everyone had their own affairs, and Qin Miaoyu left alone.

“Miaoyu, if anything comes up, contact us. When I’m free, I’ll join you for some fun!” Ji Xuan said.

Qin Miaoyu agreed, bade everyone farewell, and entered the airport to board her flight to Sucheng.

Originally, Qin Miaoyu had planned to be away for no more than two months, but unexpectedly, by the time she returned to Jingcheng, a year had passed.

Outside Jingcheng Airport, Pei Yixue greeted Qin Miaoyu with a bear hug, but her words were far from friendly.

“Well, Qin Miaoyu, you let me slog back to Jingcheng to set up the studio, while you leisurely traveled for another two months before returning!”

Qin Miaoyu’s smile was bright and carefree. “Wasn’t it just that Xiao Qi and I happened to take on a wedding planning job? We did it under the studio’s name, so you got to skip a round of promotion!”

Pei Yixue was still indignant. “You two had a great time—your social media was full of party photos—while I was left to toil over the studio’s affairs!”

“Well then, tomorrow when Xiao Qi and I arrive at the studio, I’ll make you tea and apologize, alright?”

“No, no, I couldn’t bear it!” Pei Yixue took another bag from Qin Miaoyu and led her toward the parking lot.

“The studio is almost ready, but we might not have enough staff. I’m thinking of hiring more people,” Pei Yixue said.

After clarifying the number of employees, Qin Miaoyu immediately stopped her.

“Miss Pei, we already have plenty. We only started this studio because we’re interested in weddings. Didn’t you say we’d only take occasional orders? Besides, we’re just starting out, and the studio doesn’t have much reputation—there won’t be many clients, so there’s no need to hire more!”

From Pei Yixue’s words, Qin Miaoyu had thought the most essential positions had yet to be filled.

Pei Yixue blinked in confusion. “Are you sure we don’t need more? My brother’s company started with at least twice as many people!”

“Really, we don’t. His business is totally different from our small studio. We’re enough as it is. If you hire too many, Xiao Qi won’t let you off easy!”

When the three traveled together, Xiao Qi usually managed the finances. Pei Yixue was too free with money, and Qin Miaoyu wasn’t good at managing it either, so frugal Xiao Qi became their accountant, always striving to keep income above expenses.

Back then, rebellious Miss Pei was penniless; the money they made from wedding planning and arrangements was split three ways, and she managed to spend her share in just a few days.

The moment Pei Yixue heard Xiao Qi’s name, she abandoned her idea of hiring more staff—she truly respected Xiao Qi’s ability to keep everyone in check.

“Alright, then we’ll stick with this number. I’ll have my assistant stop recruitment immediately.”

Qin Miaoyu blinked. “Assistant?”

“Yes, a college graduate who started not long ago—handsome and highly capable. I decided to keep him as my assistant,” Pei Yixue said.

Since he was competent, Qin Miaoyu had no objections. Ever since the Pei family resumed their financial support, Pei Yixue had made full use of her talent for delegating tasks, so hiring an assistant was only to be expected.

Pei Yixue drove Qin Miaoyu to Mapleview Gardens, where Qin Miaoyu had a small two-bedroom apartment—a place Xiao Qi had found for her earlier.

The layout was similar to the two-bedroom she used to rent, and Xiao Qi had moved her belongings from Su Qiaohui’s place as well.

Early the next morning, Qin Miaoyu hurried to the studio.

By the time she arrived, Xiao Qi and Pei Yixue were already there. Xiao Qi was scolding Pei Yixue for not following the staffing plan—according to her, they could cut two or three more positions.

“Just two or three extra people? That’s two or three extra salaries!” Xiao Qi said.

“Alright, alright, I get it now. Next time I promise I won’t do it again, okay?” Pei Yixue pleaded.

Xiao Qi let it go, and greeted Qin Miaoyu as she walked in.

Worried that Qin Miaoyu would also reprimand her, Pei Yixue quickly dragged her assistant outside.

Qin Miaoyu handed Xiao Qi a cup of coffee she’d brought.

“Didn’t you say online yesterday you wouldn’t bring this up with Yixue? Why change your mind today?”

Xiao Qi took a slow sip and finally replied, “Yixue’s current assistant is not good.”

“Hm? She told me yesterday he’s quite capable?” Qin Miaoyu asked, puzzled.

“He’s competent, yes, but his intentions aren’t right. The studio has barely been open, and Yixue is already starting to listen to him…”

Qin Miaoyu frowned in thought. “That really is an issue.”

Pei Yixue was the Miss of Jingcheng’s Pei family, raised with care and somewhat naive, which meant she was easy to deceive and manipulate.