Gu Fei glanced at the silver note; it was for twenty thousand taels. "Mr. Huang, I'll accept the house, but please take the silver note back. You'll need to provide for Que'er and your son from now on, and that's going to cost a lot of money."
Old Huang burst out laughing. "Don't you worry about me, Miss Gu. This old man isn't short on money!"
He leaned in conspiratorially toward Gu Fei. "I don't mind telling you... the silk shop next door is mine."
Gu Fei's eyes widened. Only one thought crossed her mind: 'What an old fox!'
Old Huang smiled smugly. "The shop next door was originally passed down from my ancestors. When we divided the family property, it went to my brother. The year that good-for-nothing brother of mine wanted to sell it, I had someone buy it for me. Later, I secretly transferred it into my own name."
