Inside the manor, Ye Ling sat on the sofa with his legs crossed, cracking sunflower seeds and watching TV.
Ever since the trip home, he noticed Li Lin's gaze on him had changed, incredulous and somewhat shocked.
Of course, Ye Ling understood completely. After all, Fan Chao was quite a public figure, and his network was certainly peculiar among players, impressively vast.
Officials and nobles, thugs and gangsters, students and white-collar workers, there was no one he didn't mingle with. Naturally, their characters were not exactly upstanding.
In Liu Qiao'er's room, Li Lin looked at her with shock: "Qiao'er, your cousin has found out you've struck it rich, snagging a truly golden bachelor!"
"Tsk tsk, you sly girl, hiding it from your cousin. Are you worried I'd borrow money from you or what?"
Liu Qiao'er seriously said, "Lin sister, do you need money? Why didn't you say so earlier? How much do you need?"
