Qiao Xiaomai hadn't expected Bei Lingsu to actually tell Yang Wenxiao about this. When she received the Eunuch's summons, she hurriedly rushed into the Palace.
Arriving at Da'an Palace, Yang Wenxiao asked her if she had come up with any good ideas.
Good ideas?
Where would good ideas come from?
The words she'd casually said to Tong Sanlang last night were just idle musings, how did they take on a new meaning when passed to Yang Wenxiao?
And judging by his tone, he spoke as if it were certain. After sweeping a fortune of nearly a billion tael of silver recently, now the very next day he was asking her for new ideas again.
Well, he certainly was urgent about making money.
"I don't have any new ideas," she said honestly.
"So your words were purely meant to frighten Sanlang?" Yang Wenxiao asked.
Qiao Xiaomai, "…Why would I want to scare him?"
"You just enjoy stirring things up, don't you?" Yang Wenxiao remarked.
Qiao Xiaomai, "…"
