When Chen Song saw the old lady having people bring in boxes, he had assumed they were filled with jewelry the elderly woman had collected for her daughter.
To his surprise, the vast majority of the contents were account books. Two other boxes, however, were stuffed to the brim with silver notes.
He thought, "So this is how the rich operate—they measure silver notes by the boxful!"
It was frustrating that he had lived for nearly forty years before realizing this. The entire fortune he had amassed in his lifetime wasn't even enough to match the face value of a single silver note here.
It was a devastating blow to his pride! Nobody should be bullied like this! Chen Song instantly fell into a depression.
Xu Su Ying took in Chen Song's reaction. After sharing a bed with him for twenty years, how could she not know what was going through his head?
