"Borrow money? No need, it's only sixteen hundred, I have it." Tangyu curled his lip, casually took out a wad of cash, and counted sixteen hundred to give to the servant.
Seeing the thick wad of bills in Tangyu's hand, Young Master Xie's mouth twitched involuntarily, feeling as if he'd been slapped across the face, and it burned. This feeling was extremely unpleasant. Originally, he thought he could seize this opportunity to properly humiliate the other party, but unexpectedly got slapped in return, which naturally made Young Master Xie's face a bit unsightly and his heart itch.
After purchasing the clothes, Tangyu said his goodbyes, as he still had to continue with his medical practice in the afternoon, and it was getting late.
Luo Ziyun said, "Leaving in such a hurry? Why don't I take you to my home for a visit? My grandfather really wants to meet you."
