Once outside in the plaza, Kou Kou became very lively again.

He didn’t want to be held or guided by Qiao Wanqing and refused to go back.

He darted quickly through the crowd, and Qiao Wanqing followed closely, worried about losing him.

Managing a child is exhausting.

At the entrance to the plaza, a crowd had gathered around the steps.

Kou Kou, intrigued by the excitement, wanted to run over and see.

Qiao Wanqing followed him and soon spotted a man and a woman dressed in “ancient-style” costumes.

They looked a bit like the costumes used in photo studios, somewhat out of place.

Qiao Wanqing recognized the woman.

After a moment, she remembered that she was the daughter of the family who owned the “Xijie Liangyuan” restaurant, which they had visited before.

“Hello, everyone,” the couple greeted the onlookers.

Qiao Wanqing was curious about what they were doing.

“I am the Cowherd,” the man announced.

“I’m the Weaver Girl.”

“But today isn’t the seventh day of the seventh month.”

“And there aren’t any magpies building a bridge.”

“So, why did we meet?”

“Because we ate at the ‘Happy Union Restaurant,’” they said. “Even without magpies, we can still have a happy union.”

…

Qiao Wanqing thought, “Seriously? Are they advertising their restaurant?”

And the lines, were they trying to be more awkward and cheesy?

Qiao Wanqing’s restaurant was so popular it didn’t need any advertising.

It was always crowded, unlike this place, which wasn’t doing as well.

Due to its location and less impressive food, their business was clearly much weaker compared to Qiao Wanqing’s.

Additionally, Boss Cai from the local agritourism business wasn’t exactly a saint either.

There were plenty of bad rumors about their restaurant, which made their business seem even more sluggish.

Qiao Wanqing knew they had been spending heavily on advertising, handing out flyers every day.

Her restaurant’s trash can was always full of these flyers, left behind by customers.

Now, they were resorting to such a ridiculous ad.

It was quite something.

Many people thought that Qiao Wanqing’s success with her vegetarian restaurant was due to good timing and location.

The “Happy Union Restaurant” also had a decent spot but lacked in other areas.

The two restaurants were incomparable.

Good planning was essential; otherwise, no one would have thought to open a vegetarian restaurant here.

Even though she had considered the idea, she couldn’t bring herself to make the decision to pay five years’ worth of rent and the tens of thousands in construction costs.

Qiao Wanqing took Kou Kou around the area near the shrine.

By the time they returned, Tang Yueyue was finally done.

Seeing her, Qiao Wanqing noticed she couldn’t hide her happiness and said, “It looks like you got a very good fortune.”

“No, it’s not that. I drew a fortune slip that says ‘Under the moon, when people meet after dusk.’ The master said that if I haven’t met my match yet, it means the fate isn’t strong enough. Even if I have met someone, there might be obstacles and twists. It won’t be smooth sailing, but as long as I stay true to myself and don’t change, I will eventually see the light.”

Qiao Wanqing wasn’t very believing of such things herself, but hearing this made her smile and say, “It sounds pretty accurate.”

It was fortunate that it was this kind of fortune.

If it had told her to give up, she might have felt even worse.

“Yeah, when I didn’t say anything, he instantly saw that my love life was troubled. I thought he would ask questions to get information, but he didn’t ask anything and still managed to describe my situation quite accurately. He’s really remarkable.”

Seeing how much brighter Tang Yueyue seemed, Qiao Wanqing said, “Then you should hold on and try to bring Kou Kou’s godfather home soon.”

Kou Kou’s eyes lit up at the mention of a godfather, and he excitedly said, “Godfather! Kou Kou likes Godfather.”

“Godmother will do her best,” Tang Yueyue said with a smile, patting Kou Kou’s head and full of determination.

That evening, when Qiao Wanqing video-called Gu Yanqing, she told him about the fortune-telling.

Gu Yanqing was generally skeptical about such things, so he didn’t comment much.

However, he had some good news for Qiao Wanqing: Qi Xing had a very good impression of Tang Yueyue.

The only issue was that they were in different locations, and could only communicate via WeChat, which slowed their relationship progress.

“Why not send him on a business trip to X City for ten days or two weeks?” Qiao Wanqing suggested. “Aren’t you the boss?”

Gu Yanqing chuckled, “Should I send him to inspect X City?”

Although his family is based in X City, they haven’t expanded their business there due to market reasons, so he’s not able to help with that.

“But, Wanqing, in e-commerce, you can’t handle everything by yourself. How about bringing her on board? That way, she’d come to C City.”

Qiao Wanqing slapped her forehead, realizing she hadn’t thought of that.

Running a Taobao store by herself is overwhelming.

In the early stages, she can manage alone, but once it’s fully operational, she’ll need help with tasks like order processing, customer service, and shipping.

One person simply can’t do it all.

The key is, Tang Yueyue has experience in e-commerce and would be a fast and capable helper if she joined.

However, moving from a big e-commerce company to work with her in a rural Taobao store might be a hard decision for Tang Yueyue, and her parents might not approve, even if they plan to move back to C City later.

“You won’t know unless you ask,” Gu Yanqing encouraged her. “Besides, starting a business isn’t the same as changing jobs.

Once you get past the initial phase, you can delegate tasks like packing and shipping to others.

Just rent an office in C City, hire people to handle operations, and you can take on a more relaxed role.

You’d just manage the business, oversee things when you want to, and let someone else handle the day-to-day tasks, just like I did. Everything can be managed.”

Qiao Wanqing thought Gu Yanqing’s advice made a lot of sense and felt that she might really be able to make it work.

She decided to ask Tang Yueyue the next day.

If Tang Yueyue agreed to join, that would be great.

At home, her child kept trying to interrupt and talk to her father.

After finishing her discussion, Qiao Wanqing patted the child’s head and said, “You talk to Daddy while Mommy goes to take a shower.”

“Okay.” Kou Kou happily grabbed Qiao Wanqing’s phone.

Worried he might drop it, Qiao Wanqing said, “I’ll fix the phone in place for you. You can play with your toys and chat with Daddy, okay?”

Kou Kou was actually reluctant to let go of the phone.

After some coaxing from both Qiao Wanqing and Gu Yanqing, he finally agreed to let her secure the phone on the stand, adjusting it so Kou Kou could sit and play with his toys in view.

After setting it up, Qiao Wanqing went to take a shower.

When she came out, she saw Kou Kou sitting obediently in front of the phone, chatting intermittently with his dad.

His drool had made quite a mess.

As Kou Kou grew older, he became better at controlling his drool, except when he was really tempted, which was rare.

Seeing his shirt soaked, Qiao Wanqing walked over, wiped his mouth with a tissue, and asked, “Why are you drooling again? What did you see?”

“Eat, delicious,” Kou Kou pointed at the screen.

“Huh?” Gu Yanqing looked around, confused. “There’s no food here.”

He had been busy talking to Kou Kou and hadn’t noticed his son drooling all over himself.

Qiao Wanqing followed Kou Kou’s little finger to see a magazine beside him.

It was clearly not a regular magazine; the cover featured a mousse cake.

The cake was triangular with three layers: a light yellow layer, a pale pink layer, and a dark red top layer decorated with cream flowers. It looked very delicious.

Seeing the magazine, Kou Kou must have thought of his favorite cake, which made him drool uncontrollably.

Qiao Wanqing rubbed her child’s head with a mix of laughter and exasperation, “Can’t you show a bit more ambition? You’re going to grow up to be someone like your dad, but here you are, just a foodie.”

Even looking at a magazine cover makes you drool—there’s no one like you.