Counting the day's earnings, Jin Qianqian grinned from ear to ear, the dimples on her cheeks deepening.
"Look at you, such a little money-grubber. Just these few Copper Coins can keep you happy for so long." Although Gu Wenheng sounded disdainful, his hands moved deftly, stringing every one hundred copper coins together.
"This is the fruit of my labor, so naturally, it means something different. This is my first real pot of gold in life. How could I not be happy?"
Gu Wenheng had also noticed some subtle changes in Jin Qianqian over these past few days. She seemed to have found a sense of belonging. Unlike before, when she looked like she was trying hard to blend into this life but always lacked something, she now felt truly present.
This down-to-earth Jin Qianqian looked much more lively, bearing a much stronger resemblance to the little girl from the past.
Noticing Gu Wenheng's gaze, Jin Qianqian quickly touched her face. "Is there dirt on my face?"
