Yang Wenxiao looked at Qiao Xiaomai's puzzled expression and shook his head, "No, for now, I'm more interested in taking silver out of those nobles' pockets."
Qiao Xiaomai "..."
She steadfastly gazed at Yang Wenxiao, the confusion on her face not diminishing in the least.
Seeing this, Yang Wenxiao sighed softly, "To tell the truth, this is my own personal desire."
Personal desire.
As these words were spoken, Qiao Xiaomai's eyes widened even more.
Yang Wenxiao didn't leave her hanging. He sighed again and said, "Your great-grandmother, her status was also not low, born into the Ruan Family of the East, a major clan with a three-hundred-year lineage, and she was a concubine-born daughter of the Ruan Family."
Qiao Xiaomai "..."
She fluttered her long eyelashes, wondering if Yang Wenxiao's personal desire was Liuli?