When Jiang Yeqian heard her answer, he knew that this girl was neither acknowledging nor denying anything. She just allowed the old men to continue with their blind guesses and with their amazing imagination, they definitely would have cooked up all sorts of exaggerations.
"What's your plan after this house is built?" Jiang Yeqian pointed toward the house that was almost complete.
"What do you mean 'what's my plan'?" Qi Qingyao did not understand his question.
Jiang Yeqian replied, "The house is nice, but there's not a decent piece of furniture inside. Furthermore, there are no antique furnishings to elevate the style of your house."
"This means that..." Qi Qingyao stroked her fair chin with her slender index finger and murmured, "The money that I gave you could not buy any decent antique furniture after all!"
She heard that the calligraphy and paintings of those big shots were all worth a lot.