The Unrelenting Beggar

"No need, I've already paid." 

As she spoke, Long Qingqing handed the bag of silver to the owner. "Is this enough?" 

The owner opened the bag and looked at the money inside. His eyes lit up. "It's enough. There's more than enough, actually." 

"Keep the rest as a tip." 

Long Qingqing did not care. 

The Long family had silver everywhere. 

Even if she spent money like water, she would never be able to spend all the money of the Long family. 

Jiang Ming did not want to owe her a favor. "You can look for me if you need anything in the future. I'll try my best to help." 

"It's just a small matter. Don't worry about it, Lord Ning Caichen," Long Qingqing said boldly. She said to the owner beside her, "Send it to my father's mansion later." 

The owner promised, "Ms. Long, don't worry. I'll definitely deliver it." 

Seeing that she had finished her instructions, Long Qingqing suddenly remembered something, and her eyes lit up.