After Rebirth, My Fiancé Helps Me Avenge the Wicked Scum Chapter 904 - 903: Is She Calling Her Stingy?

Chapter 903: Is This Saying She’s Stingy

At this mont, the woman with a viper’s heart flashed a sweet smile at ngyu, which made ngyu’s heart beco alert: What is she up to?

Yang iyin said gracefully, "Student Jiang, thank you very much for saving my son, Gu Chen. I ca specifically to thank you."

ngyu thought sarcastically, months have passed since she saved Gu Yi’s group of four. If they wanted to thank her, they should have done it earlier. Can she believe this sudden gratitude now?

She maintained her politeness, "No need to thank , it was just a spontaneous act."

"How could we not thank you? Our Gu Chen has been longing to express his gratitude, he just couldn’t find you. It’s been so long; you haven’t been blaming him, right? Otherwise, he’d be heartbroken."

ngyu almost couldn’t keep her smile, what the hell do you an by this? Are you trying to take advantage of or sothing?

Her eyes shifted, suddenly changing her attitude, "Oh, in that case, you really should thank properly. But, I understand how you high-society folks operate, you wouldn’t let yourselves owe soone a favor. So, how about this, just give ten or twenty thousand as a token, and then we’re even."

Yang iyin, hearing ngyu’s words, could barely hide her disdain. Ha, ten or twenty thousand, just asking for ten or twenty thousand to cover a favor, truly a greedy and ignorant country bumpkin.

Does she not know how valuable a favor from the Nan Family is?

She suppressed her disdain, maintaining a proper smile, "What are you saying, young lady? Do you really think my son is worth only ten or twenty thousand?"

ngyu put on an even more fawning look, "Ah, sorry for misunderstanding, I thought saving a noble young master for about ten thousand or twenty thousand was already good. After all, in our village, we still don’t have a single millionaire. If I brought back ten thousand, I’d be a millionaire, and if I brought back twenty thousand, I’d be twice over.

Shouting for a hundred thousand was just a strategy, like the saying of wearing a three-foot hat to prepare for a cut. But Auntie, you’re right too, how could your son be worth only ten or twenty thousand, even millions wouldn’t be enough. However, I can’t ask for that much, right? How about we just settle for several hundred thousand?"

Yang iyin almost spat blood, she definitely didn’t an that, did she?

Several hundred thousand, her Gu Ming may be high up in the military, but it’s just a slightly higher salary. Even with a high salary, it’s only a few hundred yuan a month, she couldn’t even afford ten or twenty thousand.

Although her eldest son is in business, he doesn’t earn much, maybe a few hundred thousand at the most. The liquid assets are just around eighty thousand.

Several hundred thousand, could she even co up with that? If she could, her Gu Ming would probably end up in a cage.

And, with ngyu saying that, why does it feel like selling her son? Can a son’s value be asured with money?

She acted all friendly, "Oh, child, my son can’t be asured by money, stop joking around."

"Oh, turns out it was a joke." ngyu pretended to be regretful, muttering softly, "I thought you high-society people were generous with money to repay kindness. Turns out it’s just talking about gratitude without any real gesture."

Though ngyu muttered softly, it was clearly heard by Yang iyin.

Yang iyin nearly spat out blood: Is this saying she’s stingy?

This uncultured country bumpkin!