Jiang Yifan swept a look at Jinrong with clear irritation and said, "A mere three hundred taels of silver, this official can still afford to take out." What does it mean to truly not want to be involved? He was truly afraid of this woman, even if she had changed a lot, he didn't want to have the slightest bit to do with her, was that okay?
When Jinrong heard Jiang Yifan's tone soften, he instantly felt relieved. As a friend, no matter what, Ye Xinyan was Jiang Yifan's ex-wife. Getting involved with Ye Xinyan without dragging Jiang Yifan into it was indeed quite inconvenient.
He laughed and said, "I knew it, Yuanfan, you're not a narrow-minded person who can't see the big picture. What about the accountant? When will you send him over? Don't tell me you trust me that much, ah, it's better to keep business matters clear to avoid any future fallout over money. Although I, Sixth Master, don't hold any special attachment to these silver coins, I can't afford to lose face.