Yun Chujiu rolled her eyes. 'So, we've been beating around the bush for so long because my new grandpa is also a money-loving bastard?!'
"Grandpa, I'm the one who came out with this idea and sealed Bai Morou's acupuncture points. Isn't two-tenths too little? At the very least, I should get half of the money, right?!"
"Hmph! Why does a young lady like you need that much money?! Thirty-seventy! The most I can accept is thirty-seventy!" Yun Xiaotian glared at her.
"Fifty-fifty. Let's make it fifty-fifty, or else, I'm going on strike! What are you going to do then?!" Yun Chujiu put her arms akimbo while widening her eyes. 'Grandpa, even if we're relatives, we have to make things clear when it comes to money. It's a matter of principle.'
When Yun Xiaotian saw that Yun Chujiu was as angry as a soaked kitten, he was amused. "Young Jiu, tell me, why do you need that much money? If it's reasonable, forget fifty-fifty, I'll be fine with even giving you seven-tenths of the money!"
