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The dining table suddenly became very quiet.
A large handful of Copper Coins were tossed on the table, and the mere clinking sound alone was shocking enough for the ordinary folks. Hua Ermu and Jing Taihe were both somewhat taken aback and appeared to swallow their saliva ungracefully, while Grandma and Grandpa were surprised at how their stingy son had suddenly become so generous. They both looked up at him at the same time.
As for Hua Xiaomai, she managed to remain calm but was incessantly puzzled in her heart.
Why did Pan Ping'an carry so much money with him every day? Didn't he find it terribly heavy?
