Jinrong, who had slandered Jiang Yifan, was indifferent to the other's attitude and remained languid, "How can it not be related? After you heard the great idea from someone else, you immediately wanted to shirk them off and start your own cattle farm to earn silver and achieve political merits. Isn't that shameless?"
Jiang Yifan, holding his teacup, paused for a moment and said with a frown, "Ye Xinyan has already said that she only wants cow's milk. Once the cattle farm is set up, we can just supply her family's shop directly with it. Why force her to do something unnecessary? Moreover, that is not something a woman of her standing should be handling. If she messes it up and loses silver, that's a minor issue, but it would be a complete waste of valuable time."
Jinrong burst into laughter, "So, are you considering your ex-wife's interest now?"