Su Qingyue was indeed surprised, "Self-proclaimed Dad, I never expected 'Grandma' to be valued at 100,000 taels in your heart. Quite expensive, indeed, but are you sure? The 100,000 taels I mentioned are not silver, they are gold."
"Pfft!" Chang Haotian couldn't help but chuckle on the sidelines, laughing out loud once again, "Good, good, good! Staying at Qing'er's Mansion, feeling joyous, I could laugh myself to death, I, Master Chang. Chang Feng, how long has it been since I've laughed so heartily?"
"Reporting to the Estate Owner, you haven't laughed since your son died," Chang Feng said with a face full of emotion, "Only when facing Su Qingyue do you occasionally show a smile. Estate Owner, I suddenly feel sincerely that the expenses at Su Qingyue's Mansion really aren't expensive, although even if it were to sell me, I still couldn't afford it."