Jiang An swayed on his feet, pointing at Jiang Shuyue and muttering in broken phrases, "Unfilial wretch! A wretch born to collect my debts!"
"Father, I don't like hearing that. Haven't I been good to the Jiang Family? Look, my brother and mother both like me quite a lot. Why do you hate me so much?"
"Oh, I know. Is it because I enjoyed Jiang Liuli's life, and you think I harmed her?"
"Father, your devotion truly runs deep. You poured everything you had into raising someone else's daughter all these years, and you're still thinking of her now."
Thousand-Household Commander Qin suddenly swore. "Holy shit, the rumors were actually true! Lord Jiang, you're really something. I could never be that magnanimous."
Qin Si said, "I'd call that being sick in the head. What the hell!"
Jiang An was so furious that his eyes rolled back, and he nearly fainted.
Jiang Shuyue seized the opportunity to grab his hand and press a handprint onto the white paper.
Jiang An recoiled in alarm. "What are you doing?"
"I'm afraid you'll faint, Father, then refuse to honor this afterward."
"Commander, you must be my witness. Father hadn't gone mad when he made this handprint, so this IOU is valid."
Thousand-Household Commander Qin nodded hurriedly. "I saw it, I saw it. All of us here saw it."
Jiang Shuyue: [Writing fifty thousand taels isn't excessive, is it?]
Huahua: [How could it be? We're the Marquis of Zhennan's people. Surely that prestige alone is worth fifty thousand taels?]
Jiang Shuyue: [You're right. I only asked for fifty thousand taels of silver. I've treated him more than fairly! Ah, this should pretty much cover our household expenses for nearly half a year. I'm such a little money-making genius.]
Huahua: *[You're quite devoted to the household,