"I suggest cutting them down."
Yan Jinzhi watched as Jiang Mingyue's face grew increasingly unpleasant, glaring at him with angry eyes.
It was as if he had done something he shouldn't have to her.
"Yan Jinzhi, you dare suggest I cut them down? What are your intentions? You... I fed all those fruits to the dogs, Xiao Yanzi, you're truly heartless. They've only borne fruit once, and just because they can't fruit for you this time, you madly want to cut them down? You're, you're too opportunistic! I won't give you any more fruits in the future."
Yan Jinzhi: "…Calm down, I'm just suggesting, the decision is still yours."
"That's not okay either. You've hurt my soul."
Yan Jinzhi: "…Have you calculated the loss from not bearing fruit this time? If you replace them with plum trees and grapevines, they can earn you a lot of money next season. But if you keep them, and they still don't bear fruit next season, how much will you lose?"
