Duan Yunfei took the purse and asked in a low voice, "Is one hundred taels enough?"
His expression, how could it look so indulgent?
Shen Qinglan hesitated for a moment, but finally nodded.
She wanted to take it all, but one thousand taels, when would she be able to repay it?
Even if she wanted to use tomorrow's money to fulfill today's dream, she had to act within her means; she didn't want to spend the first half of her life burdened with huge debts.
"I think one hundred taels should not be enough. Take the rest too; you only need to return one hundred taels, consider the rest as my gift to you."
Isn't he a fool?
Shen Qinglan looked at the purse that fell back into her hands, her eyes hesitantly watching Duan Yunfei.
In all her years, she had never heard of a loan that came with nine times the bonus.
Not just her, but even Old Tang and Xuan Ying behind her were a bit skeptical. Could it be that this Young Master was an imposter pretending to be a fool?
