Regard money as dung?
Lu Yang insisted that wasn't the case; he wasn't that sort of person.
But seeing the gleam in Pang Duoduo's eyes, like a little fan girl, Lu Yang decided it was better not to explain too much.
This was quite nice as well.
And besides, what's so great about money?
He wasn't lacking food, clothing, or women... it seemed there wasn't much difference between having money and not having any.
The ten thousand yuan his aunt Jiang Yue had given him was still lying untouched in his WeChat wallet, gathering dust!
He couldn't spend it all, simply couldn't spend it all!
No, it was more like he hadn't spent any of it at all.
At this moment, Lin Qingmei and Aunt Qiu came down from upstairs together.
"How's everything going?" Lu Yang asked with concern.
He was a bit disappointed.
Why had they come down so soon?
If he had just a bit more time, he planned to discuss those three conditions with Pang Duoduo.
