He was somewhat self-satisfied inside, but thinking of Andrew, he felt a bit sour in his heart.

Everything Nancy had done so far was for Andrew. Her feelings for Andrew had reached an unchallengeable level.

If Andrew were her biological father, it would have been fine, but he wasn’t, which made him feel a bit jealous.

After all, Nancy had done so much for Andrew, but she hadn't done anything for him. Although he never said anything and cooperated with Nancy, he couldn’t help feeling a bit lost inside.

Soon, the old man returned, holding a tray with several coffee cups on it. He bent down to place the tray on the coffee table, but as he bent, his eyes suddenly caught sight of the nascent knot in Nancy’s hands. His pupils shrank sharply, and the tray almost slipped from his hands.

"Oops..."

The old man exclaimed, drawing the attention of Nancy and the others. Fortunately, the tray was close enough to the table that when it slipped, it only hit the edge of the table, causing some coffee to splash out.

He hurriedly placed the tray on the table and glanced again at the knot in Nancy’s hand, saying anxiously, "I spilled some coffee, I'll clean it up right away."

Nancy, seeing that it was just a coffee spill, didn’t think much of it and continued working on her knot.

The old man stood there, absentmindedly wiping the coffee off the table while his gaze remained fixed on Nancy’s knot.

Charlie, a man of meticulous thoughts, didn’t miss the old man’s little actions.

While Nancy and Linda continued making their knots, his deep eyes were fixed on the old man.

He was increasingly shocked and agitated as he watched Nancy make the knot.

When Nancy had completed about a third of the knot, the old man couldn't help but ask, "Young lady, what kind of knot are you making?"

Nancy lifted the partially completed knot, gently tracing the bottom with her fingers, her voice melodious and pleasant.

"I’m making a lover's knot. I’ve been with my husband for a while now and always wanted to give him a gift. I hadn't thought of anything until I saw your colorful ropes and jade beads today. After I finish this lover's knot, I’ll give it to my husband to wear every day."

"Lover's Knot!?"

Both the old man and Charlie exclaimed in unison.

Of course, Charlie was excited because Nancy was making it for him.

Regardless of how the lover's knot looked, the fact that Nancy was making it by hand made it priceless in his heart. Not only would he wear it every day, but he would even treasure it as a sacred object.

The old man, on the other hand, was almost in disbelief, his voice trembling, "A... A lover's knot? You... You can actually make a lover's knot?"

"Is it so strange?"

Nancy looked at the old man with some bewilderment, finally feeling a bit proud, "Before, I wanted to buy a piece of land. There were many competitors, and the price was very high. I made an Acacia knot for the landlady. Not only did she sell the land to me, but she also gave me a discount of ten billion! My knots are quite valuable!"