Originally, Caiyun Yang thought that no matter how delicious, they were just oranges.
But only after she tasted them did she understand why Xia Qianqian had such an expression.
Because these oranges were really delicious, sweet but not cloying, juicy, and the feeling was particularly nice.
"Hmm, they are really good." Having tasted them, Caiyun Yang nodded repeatedly in admiration.
She then turned to Chen Yang and asked, "Yang Zi, where did you buy these oranges? They must be expensive, right?"
"These are from Uncle Chen Yang's new project, grown at home, didn't cost anything."
Before Chen Yang could reply, Xia Qianqian jumped in to explain for him.
"A new project? Selling fruit? Then the price must not be low, right?" Caiyun Yang continued to ask.
This time, Xia Qianqian didn't help answer, because she didn't know Chen Yang's pricing.
"Yeah, not cheap, quite expensive." Chen Yang nodded, not denying, but also not specifying how much.
