Qian Yizheng was silent. He wanted to ask his younger brother why he thought he could not earn money.
How am I lacking? I'm better at studying than Rong'er! I'm also the one who feeds the rabbits and deer in Mother's space!
"Alright, you're my younger brother, so I won't argue with you!"
What can I do? He's my younger brother, so I'll dote on him. Look at how red and angry his face is! I have to give in to him no matter what, right?
"If you say I can't earn money, then so be it! You're right!"
"I—" Qian Yirong opened his mouth to retort.
He suddenly realized, however, that if he retorted, he would have to admit that his brother could earn money. He did not want to say that.
He simply did not believe his brother knew how to make money! He was certain that the family would have to rely on him for money in the future!
