Pick Her Up

"Don't worry!" Xia Wan happily crossed her arms and leaned back on the sofa. "The money spent will naturally come back to us!"

Xia Chen and Xia Feng exchanged glances, but their brows did not relax because of this.

"Why choose Uncle Cheng to take care of things, even if it costs money?" Xia Feng still didn't understand. "He is greedy and stingy. Aren't you afraid he'll take your money and not do the job?"

"He's not interested in that," Xia Wan shrugged.

"Are you talking about the tens of thousands of yuan that Uncle mentioned just now?" Xia Chen seemed to understand the meaning of Xia Wan's words, but soon rejected this idea. "But they don't have that money!"

"We don't need to verify whether they have it or not," Xia Wan got up and walked towards the room where Xia Jiang and Song Yan were staying. "I need to make some preparations before Uncle Cheng arrives."

"What preparations?" Xia Chen and Xia Feng followed her.