"You look at him and wish to become his daughter!" Peng Jiayao boasted proudly for having found a wealthy buyer.
The buyers had agreed, if Liu Xiaoyu would let them raise the young infant girl, they'd give her a bit of compensation for her troubles and an allowance for nourishment.
The amount for this hardship compensation and nourishment allowance had already been negotiated with Peng Jiayao.
To put it nicely, it was a payment for hardship and nourishment, but to put it bluntly, it was selling a daughter!
A full five hundred yuan!
When Peng Jiayao heard about the five hundred yuan, she felt an intense thrill of joy.
She didn't have such a young daughter, but if she had, she'd sell her too!
Thinking of getting her hands on five hundred yuan shortly, Peng Jiayao smiled so hard that her facial muscles trembled, and wrinkles covered her face, a visage of greed.
Tang Huai came over to Peng Jiayao's home with Tang Li.
In the living room, Mr. Chen and his wife sat in chairs.
