"Alright, this kind of interest is indeed interesting, I agree to you!"
Ji Xiaolin's face suddenly twisted into a perverse kind of frenzy as he flung a hundred-dollar bill to his bodyguard and arrogantly shouted, "Hurry and buy a bottle of good vinegar, later I want to see how Eldest Young Master Fan is going to savor Jealousy Vinegar with raw fish slices."
"Yes, Young Master!"
The bodyguard respectfully took the banknote, just about to leave, but heard Fan Xin call out, "Come back!"
The bodyguard turned around in surprise, only to see Fan Xin's face revealing an inscrutable sneer, "Your young master loves vinegar, which I have absolutely no problem with. However, I've heard he has quite an appetite, so no need for change, take that money and buy me vinegar with all of it."
"Buy vinegar with all of it? Young Master, you see…"