At this moment, Ye Zhi, while hating Gong Juechen for his bad mouth, also began to loathe his wealth.
"Zhizhi, wait for me!" Gong Juechen, not at all angry about being hit in the face with a silver note worth a thousand taels, hurriedly picked up the thousand-tael silver note that fell to the ground and chased after Ye Zhi.
The devilishly handsome face even had a particularly big smile on it.
"Hey, you..." It was one thing for Ye Zhi to leave without washing clothes, but the Embroidery Building's owner was unhappy when Gong Juechen left with the thousand taels silver note as well; he wanted to call them back, but one look from Gong Juechen, a casual glance from his peach blossom eyes as if stained with blood, made one's heart skip a beat. Upon seeing that, the Embroidery Building's owner immediately silenced himself, not daring to call them back again.
