Wang Clan hastily blocked their way, "Aren't you just after money? Let me tell you the truth, the wealthiest in our family is the fourth son, and they're in that room. Go ask him for it."
Cao Changgeng said roughly, "I'm looking for Tan Zhengyuan."
He was a man who made clear distinctions between gratitude and grudges, and debts had specific debtors. This matter had nothing to do with the dang fourth son.
"They're brothers; it's all the same whom you ask," insisted Wang Clan.
Widow Xu's eyes flickered, as she had already figured out her plan.
Tan Zhengyuan's entire assets were only six acres, and he was in debt up to his ears. Compared to Tan Zhenghong, he was far behind.
It only made sense to go after the fattest sheep first, which of course, was Tan Zhenghong.
At this moment, Qiao Duo'er's face was gloomy, "We have been calculated."
