Gu Yundong raised her head in a daze and looked at the calm person opposite her.
She reached out and took out the banknotes from the box. She counted them again and again.
Eight hundred taels, he actually had eight hundred taels of silver!!!
This person was actually an invisible tycoon. In the entire Yongfu Village, there was probably no one richer than him.
But the problem was…
"You have so much money, yet you still eat dry steamed buns, live in a dilapidated house, and wear clothes filled with patches?"
Even if he didn't know how to cook, hiring someone shouldn't be a problem, right? There was no need to live like a refugee.
Shao Qingyuan glanced at the banknotes in her hand. His eyes were as calm as if it was just a few ordinary pieces of paper. There was no emotion in them.
After a while, he said, "It doesn't matter. I'm all alone."
