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Xiao Ruo pursed her lips and smiled, a radiant smile that Fu Hanwen hadn't seen in a long time, "Brother Fu, didn't my father-in-law leave some properties behind, including a Silver House? I wonder how the business is doing?"
Fu Hanwen thought for a bit, "The business seems to be just average, but we're managing to get by."
Having said that, Fu Hanwen noticed his wife chuckling to herself and, with a slight raise of his sword-like eyebrows, he smiled and asked, "Have you thought of another way to make money?"
Seeing her cheerful and radiant smile, Fu Hanwen felt a pang of guilt.
His wife had always been cheerful and playful, enjoying the fun of making silver, but ever since they had arrived in Hengzhou City, aside from worrying and being anxious for him, she always paid close attention to the goings-on in the city for his sake, putting aside her own interests to focus entirely on his well-being.
Thinking of this, Fu Hanwen felt a bitter taste in his heart.
