Send You Home

After dinner was ready, Uncle Yuan went upstairs to invite Lu Ang for dinner and told him about what had happened.

"Third Master... Why didn't you tell Miss Yun that our family doesn't lack money?"

"She likes to be frugal. Let's leave it at that. Besides, it's not the time yet..." Lu Ang seemed to be deep in thought. He was already quickening his pace. 

The three of them sat in the dining room and ate their dinner quietly. Yun Ni was racking her brain to think of a way to ask about Lu Ang's salary without appearing rude?

"I got paid today." Lu Ang seemed to know what she was thinking! He said suddenly.

"Really... then... how much do you get paid?"

Uncle Yuan interrupted and wagged five fingers.

They had already discussed it upstairs. Setting a salary of 500,000 yuan did not seem too shabby, and it was not that exaggerated. If Yun Ni knew that Lu Ang earns a lot of money without even needing to work, she would probably be shocked.