They Hated Me in My First Life, But Now I Have the Love System
Chapter 120 - 120 His Imagination

Chapter 120: His Imagination Chapter 120: His Imagination The system sounded confused itself, as if it didn’t understand why she was so shocked.

Nnenna shook her head rapidly, not minding that she was still walking on the road.

“I’m not questioning my reward!

No, no, that’s not it!” she said quickly.

“I’m just shocked that such a situation can be turned around so fast.

How is it even possible to just change someone’s mind like that?” “Anything is possible, my dear,” the Love System replied.

“All you have to do is make sure you stay righteous.

The reward for righteousness and good deeds is far greater than you can imagine.” The system continued, “The man did not think too deeply about it before because he is not used to unconventional business plans.

But by the time you asked, my master had already decreed that you would find favor in his sight.

So, his heart was stirred to truly consider your words.

And even though your plan isn’t the most profitable for him at first glance, something in him decided to take the chance.

He won’t regret it, because we already know that the old man and his children are hardworking.

Just as I told you before, your goodness has set off a chain reaction that will not only change his life but also impact his children and even others he may employ in the future.” Nnenna listened carefully, and as understanding dawned on her, she nodded.

“Now I understand better,” she replied.

She snapped out of her daze and quickly turned around, heading back toward the tree where the old man and his children were.

As she approached, she saw him in deep conversation with his children, most likely discussing everything that had just happened.

She walked closer, drawing their attention as she called out “Grandpa!” The old man looked at her in surprise.

“Little girl, you didn’t go home?” he asked, glancing around hurriedly to make sure no one was spying on them and would see her cause trouble for her later.

“Yes, Grandpa, I did not go home,” Nnenna replied quickly, cutting off whatever he was about to say next.

“I have good news!” Before he could question her further, she continued, “I found a shop!

The owner said I should call you so that you can negotiate the details.” Her words made not just the old man pause, but also the three men standing behind him.

Their heads lifted in unison, their eyes widening in surprise.

She was obviously just a child, so how exactly did she find a shop?

It didn’t make sense.

But the way she stood there, serious and confident, made it hard to dismiss her words.

One of the men, the youngest among them, finally spoke up.

“Dad…” he called hesitantly before turning to Nnenna.

“Who is this?” His question seemed to snap the old man out of his thoughts.

“This is the little girl I was telling you about, Tony.

The one who helped me yesterday,” the old man said, his voice calm but firm.

His words sent another wave of shock through the three men.

If hearing about the shop had been surprising, this was even more unbelievable.

Yesterday, when their father had mentioned that a little girl had helped him and even boosted his business, they had struggled to believe it.

They had exchanged uneasy glances, silently wondering if age was beginning to cloud his judgment.

Had their father, in his desperation, imagined things?

But now, standing before them was the very girl he had spoken of, serious, determined, and actively fighting for something.

She wasn’t just some figment of their father’s hopeful imagination.

The youngest of the three, unable to contain his shock, stood up abruptly.

Without a word, he walked toward Nnenna, his eyes locked onto her as if seeing something unbelievable up close for the first time.

He towered over her, easily a head and a half taller, given that he was in his mid 20s.

His gaze studied her with a mixture of curiosity and disbelief.

“You’re the one who helped our dad yesterday?” he asked, his tone uncertain.

Nnenna nodded, her expression unreadable behind her sunshades.

A beat of silence passed before he finally said, “Thank you.” It was short and simple, but sincere.

Not knowing what else to add, he turned back and sat down beside his brothers, still eyeing her cautiously, as if trying to make sense of everything.

But Nnenna didn’t give them time to process their thoughts.

“Grandpa, the shop owner is leaving in less than an hour.

He wants us to come and discuss the deal before then,” she said urgently.

“Come on, let’s hurry!” Any other day, if a child had spoken to him like that, the old man would have chuckled and waved them off, telling them to go home and let the adults handle things.

But Nnenna wasn’t just any child.

She had proven herself to be a blessing, and he wasn’t about to dismiss her words.

“Alright,” he said, pushing himself up from his seat.

“Let’s go.” The old man followed Nnenna without hesitation, leaving his two eldest sons completely speechless.

They exchanged glances, both irritated and confused.

How did this fifteen year old girl know about a shop?

How did she know its price?

And now, she was talking about negotiating?

What could she possibly know about business that they didn’t?

They were annoyed that their father had rushed after her so quickly, without even questioning her.

Not wanting to be left behind, the first and second sons hurried after them, leaving Tony, the youngest, to watch over the makeshift shop.

Ahead, Nnenna walked briskly, moving so fast that even the old man had trouble keeping up with her.

By the time she reached the shop, she barely paused before heading straight around the back, leading the old man to the shop owner, who was already waiting.

“Grandpa, this is the shop owner,” she said, stepping aside to let them face each other.

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