These things didn't mean much to Zhang Ye.
But the reason he gave them away wasn't out of pity for the man; he simply felt that the man before him was worth winning over.
Liang Wenjie, who was kowtowing, hadn't even considered that the other party had no intention of setting terms.
Instead, they were told to just take the stuff and go back.
"All right, get up,"
"Isn't your wife waiting for her medicine?"
Zhang Ye's expression remained calm, but the plain tone of his voice carried a hint of concern when it reached the ears of the others.
But he thought it seemed inappropriate to let Liang Wenjie go back just like that.
After all, there were so many edibles and medications.
It could easily attract prying eyes.
"Peng Liu, find someone to escort him back," Zhang Ye said.
He glanced back at the man on the ground, his eyes now twinkling with a hint of amusement, "It would be pretty awkward if, after doing a good deed, he got robbed just outside the door, wouldn't it?"
