"Give you assets? And insist on marrying his daughter off to you?"
Does he think you're some suave, irresistible superstar?
"Just keep bragging. You're coming home with me right now!"
Shen Youling wrinkled her nose and tightened her grip on Lin Tang's hand, their fingers interlocking. She nodded at Lee Encai, then fled as if her life depended on it, terrified of being dragged back.
Upon reaching their apartment building, Shen Youling noticed Gu Zicheng was still following them. "Who is he?" she asked.
If I tell her this guy is my new servant, she'll probably be unhappy, Lin Tang thought. Not wanting to argue, he said, "He's a neighbor from my hometown, a professional fortune-teller. His child fell ill and he couldn't afford the hospital fees, so he came to see if I could help."
"Oh, then you should do your best to help him." Shen Youling looked at Gu Zicheng with pure sympathy.
Gu Zicheng was left speechless.
