Bai Xiaolan still shook her head: "I don't understand, she could have told me directly, why did she say it was for a loan?"
"Because she doesn't want you to know her intentions, she's afraid you'd gallantly say that a loan is just a loan, why should there be any share of profits?" Ji Xiangdong looked at Bai Xiaolan and patiently explained.
Now Bai Xiaolan understood. She looked at Ji Xiangdong and said, "Why didn't you stop it? If Xiaobei really gives more money in the end, how would we feel comfortable taking it?"
Ji Xiangdong raised his eyebrows: "We can take this money, why not? Old Ji is stuck in the snow at Shule River and has to wait until after the New Year to come over."
Bai Xiaolan also continued with Ji Xiangdong's topic, "We haven't bought the promised courtyard yet. We gave Xiaobei 20,000 yuan, and I only have 2,000 left. What should we do if it's not enough?"
Doudou, in Ji Xiangdong's arms, grunted a few times before a stinky smell wafted out.
