5 Chapter 5: It’s Crude to Talk About Money
Translator: 549690339
However, on closer inspection, they were different.
The Madam was a dignified and gentle lady, while this young girl exuded a carefree and lax disposition all over. She was indifferent to her appearance, dressed in a crumpled old cotton dress, slanted in a reclining chair, her long hair randomly tied with a piece of string, cascading like a waterfall behind her, swaying gently with the warm breeze.
Jiang Ruobai stared at the young girl’s face, approaching step by step.
The young girl felt a shadow cast over her and opened her eyes involuntarily.
Ah, they were a pair of cold eyes, hiding shattered stars.
“Is it you, Seventh Sister?” Jiang Ruobai asked in a trembling voice.
Jiang Ning saw his face clearly. He was a man in his forties, having an elegant appearance and well-dressed.
It appeared to be a wealthy nobleman.
Such a person, coming to a small broken-down restaurant for a meal?
What did he say, Seventh Sister?
Could it be that he was with that old brothel keeper before?
Ah, is he a client?
Disdain seeped into Jiang Ning’s eyes.
Despite his human-like appearance, he was engaged in such deeds.
Perhaps the obvious disdain in the young girl’s eyes had shattered Jiang Ruobai’s heart a little.
Could it be his daughter was resentful towards him because he hadn’t found her for so many years?
Yes, she should hate him.
“Come with me.” Jiang Ruobai squatted down, staring at her, and said softly.
Go with him?
Was he being so blatant?
Jiang Ning said, “Honestly, I’m a cripple. You’ll be disappointed and disgusted.”
Jiang Ruobai’s gaze fell on her legs, feeling a sourness in his heart: “How could I despise you? You are the one I’ve been looking for. You… are my daughter!”
Da-daughter?
Jiang Ning scrutinized him carefully. His appearance was handsome and his bearing refined.
It was obvious he was a rich man.
A rich father dropped from the sky?
“Are you sure?” she asked.
“When you see your mother back home, you’ll know whether it’s true or not. You look almost identical to your mother when she was young,” Jiang Ruobai replied excitedly, “You were lost during the Lantern Festival when you were three years old. Twelve years have passed, and I have finally found you!”
“Does your family…have money?”
“…” Jiang Ruobai was caught off guard, what kind of question was that?
The Jiang Family in Chang’an City was among the top ten prestigious families. Discussing money seemed vulgar.
“Do you have money or not?” Jiang Ning inquired.
“Oh, yes, yes. You can have as much as you want, as long as you’re willing to come home with me.” Jiang Ruobai looked around, his heart heavy.
Looking at this shabby little house, this child must have met many hardships, hence her concern about money.
“Okay, I’ll go home with you,” Jiang Ning agreed without hesitation.
She was a crippled orphan with an unborn child from who knows who. Sooner or later, she would starve to death.
After all, if she was hit with something like transmigration, how could she be so unlucky?
Look, a wealthy father has willingly landed on her doorstep.
Jiang Ning was quite happy and said, “Let me pack a few things.”
Jiang Ruobai quickly said, “You don’t need to take anything, the mansion has everything.”
What valuable things could possibly be in this rundown courtyard?
At that moment, a cat jumped down from the wall, dirty and ragged, meowing and approaching Jiang Ning.
Jiang Ning smiled, “Miaomiao, have you come for food again? I saved half a fish in the pot for you.”
Over the past two months, apart from Old Man Sun, this cat had visited most frequently.
Jiang Ning told Jiang Ruobai to wait and moved her wheelchair into the house, brought out half a fish, and placed it in front of the kitty.
Seeing her legs, Jiang Ruobai felt fury, almost murderous.
Whoever had kidnapped his daughter and caused her to become a cripple, he would exterminate their entire family!
With her chin propped in her hand and smile on her face, Jiang Ning watched the kitty eat the fish. Compared to her previous casualness and laziness, she revealed a touch of gentleness.
Looking at his once lost but now recovered daughter, Jiang Ruobai’s gaze swept over the cat bowl on the ground and abruptly halted.
