Ye Qingfeng didn't waste words, he took the bank card and turned to leave.
"Mr. Ye, wait a moment, why don't you stay and have a simple meal with us? I really want to thank you properly,"
Lin Beishan called out urgently.
Ye Qingfeng didn't even look back, waved his hand, and left. Now that he had the money, buying herbs for cultivation was the pressing matter.
Lin Meng watched Ye Qingfeng leave, and a special feeling surged in her heart. She wanted Ye Qingfeng to stay.
Ye Qingfeng had a certain aura that made her very fond of him, very comfortable, which made her want to get closer to him.
But this person was too vulgar, talking about money all the time, making Lin Meng very dissatisfied, feeling that Ye Qingfeng was nothing more than a swindler.
However, when Ye Qingfeng's medicine worked wonders, Lin Meng was shocked to find that he truly had abilities.
At that moment, Ye Qingfeng's image in her mind shifted from a money-grubbing vulgar man to an eccentric, skilled expert.
