Pei Qin was ready to do something with her share of the profits, but who knew that the wretch, in a fit of anger, would take the silver away again. "That's my money! At least give me some of it!"
"I have some here." Mo Heng handed her three silver notes.
Pei Qin saw that they were three one-thousand-tael silver notes. "Where did you get these?"
"Ji Bingchu sent them," Mo Heng said. "There's a small share of dividends from the mine for me." He instructed her to take them and use them. "If it's not enough, I'll withdraw some more."
"But didn't you already give away the mine... So, these dividends were given by Prince Yong'an?" Ji Bingchu is Prince Yong'an's man!?
Mo Heng nodded.
Pei Qin frowned, thinking back to the first time she met Ji Bingchu and the man beside him who had a restrained but undeniable presence.
Realizing her hand was being tightly squeezed and it hurt, Pei Qin drew a breath, looked down and then glared at him. "What are you doing!?"
