Title: The Villain’s Mother
Translator: Fuyu
Chapter 99 - Fine, he was just stating the truth (2)
Seeing that Ruan Xia hadn't gotten angry, Song Tingshen resumed speaking. "Of course, as long as you can endure hardship and start from the beginning, you can still go on to have a successful career at your age."
Although, if she was the type that could endure hardship, she wouldn't have targeted him back then.
Seeking survival, Song Tingshen left that last thought unspoken. It was fine as long as they both knew.
"Since you're interested in baking, you can open your own bakery and be the boss." Song Tingshen paused. "If you really want to do something, I would suggest a job where you can be the boss, such as starting a company or opening a store. However, that's on the premise that you understand the field you're going into first. Otherwise, it'll be easy for you to be swindled."
Ruan Xia's eyes brightened before becoming dejected. "What if I lose money?"
She always felt that people like her weren't suitable at running a business.
Song Tingshen seemed amused by her words. There was a clear smile in his eyes. "No one can guarantee that they won't have losses when starting a business. If you're interested, just give it a try."
With this bigwig's assurance, Ruan Xia wasn't worried anymore. Anyways, she had plenty of money right now, so she happily nodded. "Okay, I'll take some time thinking in that direction."
Actually, her childhood dream was to open a store, but as for what the store would sell, it changed every year. She went from wanting to open a flower shop to a milk tea shop to a bookstore....
"If you need anything, feel free to ask me," Song Tingshen said.
Little Wang, who rarely faded into the background, hastily chimed in, "Mom, you can ask me for help too. I have money from Lunar New Year!"
"You have money from Lunar New Year?" Ruan Xia's attention was immediately attracted. She teased the chubby kid, "How much? Where is it?"
Little Wang proudly swung his dad's hand. "Dad, don't I have money from Lunar New Year? Tell mom how much I have."
Song Tingshen coughed a few times. He said to Ruan Xia, "I opened a bank account for him when he was one year old. I deposited all the red envelope money he got from his maternal grandparents and my friends. I only mentioned it to him once. I didn't think he would remember it."
It seemed that this little fellow was very conscious and sensitive about his belongings.
Little Wang very generously said, "Dad, you can give all of my money to mom. I don't need it anyways."
Ruan Xia freely accepted his offer. "Remember what you said today. When you grow up, even if you howl and cry, I won't give you back a single dime."
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Since there was a small child present, Song Tingshen naturally wouldn't have made a reservation at a romantic French restaurant. He had reserved a private room at a restaurant. It had a good reputation, but it was a high-end restaurant. Even if you had money, you couldn't go there whenever you wanted. You usually had to make a reservation very early in advance, and the restaurant only accepted a limited number of customers each day.
When Ruan Xia was getting out of the car, she didn't forget to bring her paper bag. After following the waiter to the private room, she took out the 6-inch cake that she had made earlier in the afternoon.
"I was a bit rushed for time and there's a limit to my baking skills. I couldn't make an exquisite cake." Ruan Xia glanced at Song Tingshen. "Happy Birthday."
Song Tingshen's face showed his surprise. It was obvious he was puzzled over how Ruan Xia would know today was his birthday.