"Second Master, this is your stew. It's very nourishing. Drink more. If it's not enough, I'll cook more tonight." After serving Lu Zijia the chicken soup, Uncle He also served Mu Tianyan a pot of different kinds of soup.
Mu Tianyan, who was originally smiling: "…"
…
At the Lin family.
"What? Thirty million?!"
Mrs. Lin looked at her son in shock. "Son, why are you suddenly asking for so much money? Did something happen to the company?"
"No, Mom, don't ask. Just tell me if you'll give it to me!" Lin Kedong glanced at the door reflexively and lowered his voice, as if he was afraid someone would hear him.
"Son, you're asking for thirty million, not three million! How can I not ask? What if you get cheated?" Mrs. Lin frowned and said worriedly.
"Mom, don't worry. I'm definitely not being cheated. Anyway, just give me the money!" Lin Kedong seemed a bit impatient.
