Among the three brothers, Wu Zhiren was the biggest, and at this moment, he was showing a girlish shyness that, combined with his rugged looks, was enough to make him sick of himself. He kicked him.
"I say, cut it out, acting like some girl, how embarrassing!"
Wu Zhiren wiped the redness from the corners of his eyes, stuffed the four big bills into his chest, and glared at Gu Jiajie: "It's the first time I've seen so much money, can't I savor the moment?"
On the side, Liu Pingyuan patted his pocket full of money, all smiles with satisfaction.
Hearing Wu Ren's words, he squinted his eyes and laughed: "Go ahead, savor it. If you must, light three incense sticks to show your sincere heart."
"Screw you!"
Wu Ren wasn't happy, and the slight redness in the corners of his eyes had disappeared during his talking.
Upon hearing the price of ginseng as quoted by her cousin, Gu Jin had one idea after another brewing in her mind.
