The Soldier King Becomes a Useless Little Girl-Chapter 1014 - 1012: A Million in Wealth

Murong Ziyue saw Xin Lin frowning and approached her.

"Xin Lin, what’s wrong? Are you in some trouble?"

Murong Ziyue had already learned that Xin Lin was summoned by the palace yesterday.

She was very worried until she later met Little Xinzhuo, and found out that Xin Lin was back.

"It’s not a big deal, by the way, Ziyue, do you have silver? I need a large sum for some dealings, but it must be kept secret, no one else can know."

Xin Lin glanced at Murong Ziyue.

"I do have some money. Every year on my birthday, my father gave my mother some, saying it’s for my dowry when I grow up. I don’t know if it’s enough."

Murong Ziyue thought for a moment, then went back inside, returning after a while with a small iron box which she casually handed to Xin Lin.

The money was saved by her father when he was alive. She didn’t know how much there was, nor did she care. The small iron box had never been opened by her. Since Xin Lin needed it, she simply gave it all to her.

"Aren’t you going to ask me what I’ll use it for?"

Xin Lin was somewhat embarrassed.

"Whatever you use it for has nothing to do with me. I’m lending it to you because I trust you."

Murong Ziyue’s simple words deeply moved Xin Lin.

No matter the amount of money, the mere intention of Murong Ziyue was already very touching. Xin Lin remembered that Murong Ziyue had mentioned her father passed away when she was ten years old, and this small iron box was the last thing he left for her.

It was evident that in Murong Ziyue’s heart, Xin Lin’s importance was comparable to her father’s.

Actually, Xin Lin didn’t expect Murong Ziyue to have much private money. After all, from Mu Chen’s attitude towards her, Ziyue’s days in the Mu Family were not easy.

Xin Lin opened the small iron box.

The box wasn’t large, but inside it laid a thick stack of silver notes.

The silver notes were stacked very neatly, each worth one hundred gold coins.

One tael of gold is equivalent to one hundred taels of silver.

This small iron box actually contained a full hundred notes worth one hundred taels of gold each.

"Ten thousand gold coins, one million taels in silver notes, Ziyue, did you not know your father left you so much money?"

Xin Lin was stunned.

This amount was equivalent to the entire fortune of a large gang.

Upon hearing the amount, Murong Ziyue showed no change in expression at all.

"Is one million taels a lot? I don’t really know. When my mother gave it to me, she only said it was saved little by little by my father."

Money wasn’t important to her.

"Is this enough for your needs?"

Murong Ziyue only cared about this.

"It’s certainly enough, but... I can’t take this money. It should be the last property your father saved for you and your mother."

Xin Lin hesitated to take away the last property Murong Ziyue’s father left for her and her mother.

In Xin Lin’s view, if Murong Ziyue had this money, she could leave the Mu Family and live better, at least she wouldn’t be subject to Mu Chen’s control.

"I won’t be needing it. My mother doesn’t use any money in the Mu Family, you take it."

Murong Ziyue shook her head.

Since Xin Lin asked, it must be of use.

"How about this, I’ll use this money for a business deal. If the deal succeeds, I’ll return you the principal in full and also give you an additional thirty percent annual dividend."

After thinking a while, Xin Lin made a decision in her heart.

Murong Ziyue didn’t hesitate at all and agreed.

Murong Ziyue didn’t tell Xin Lin that this money was earned by her father at the cost of his life, and had no plans to use it in the future. If Xin Lin could use it well, all the better.