Incense Master, He Is Chen An! Shen Family Living Room!
Seeing Shen Qinglan's little face drawn tight, looking as though she would get angry if he squandered money again, Chen An could not help but laugh.
He reached out and gently pushed the jade bottle back, placing it in Shen Qinglan's soft little hand. Teasingly, he said, "What, didn't you used to say you'd shake me down once I got rich? Now that I'm rich and giving it to you, you don't dare take it?!"
"Pah!"
Feeling the tips of Chen An's warm fingers inadvertently brush across her palm, Shen Qinglan secretly glanced at him, and a faint blush instantly rose to the roots of her ears.
Yet Shen Qinglan still put on an angry face, craning her neck as she said, "Who says I don't dare take it? I'm afraid you're slapping your face to look fat—then when you can't even afford food, you'll turn around and borrow money from me!"
"Hehe, don't worry. I really don't lack yuan crystals now!"
Seeing the girl's deliberately haughty expression, Chen An's lips curved into a faint smile. "You probably heard Uncle mention it too. I've now entered under the Prefect's tutelage and become Grandmaster Beigong's personal disciple. Master has long promised to allocate eight million yuan crystals every year specifically for me to purchase cultivation resources."
"Eight million yuan crystals?!"
Shen Qinglan suddenly cried out in shock, her bright eyes widening round.
She had only known that Chen An had taken Beigong Mo as his master; her father had never told her about such generous treatment.
Lin Xueyan, standing beside them, was equally shaken, her face filled with disbelief.
She gently pressed a hand to her chest, taking a long while to recover.
"My heavens... Northern Palace Prefect treats you this