Three million!
Looking at the text message alert on her phone, Chi Youyou just felt a sense of being on cloud nine.
This is freaking not thirty, not three thousand, not thirty thousand, but three million!
After sending off Rong Junyan and his grandson, she was still standing in the yard, unable to fully absorb it.
"Song Shiyu."
"What's up?"
Seeing the little girl's expressionless face, Song Shiyu knew she was probably dumbfounded by so much money.
He wondered if he should offer her some psychological counseling, so she won't faint when she sees his assets in the future.
However...
"You take Zaozao back for dinner, I'm going up the mountain to dig baby ginseng!"
Song Shiyu: "..."
This doesn't seem like being scared by money!
This is clearly like falling into a sea of money!
"What are you doing!"
Chi Youyou said as she prepared to grab her basket and head up the mountain, but was pulled back by Song Shiyu.
