"Miss, please wait a moment."
The young woman, who was as graceful as a lily, stopped. One foot had already stepped over the threshold, but she pulled it back quickly and ran up to the monk. Her eyes sparkled with hope, and she was brimming with joy: "Master, have you finally come to your senses and decided to be with me? Are you going to return to the secular life? When will you marry me?"
The woman's face lit up, sweeping away the gloom from before.
"No."
The two words sent her back to square one.
Ming Yan's cheerful expression immediately changed. The smile vanished, replaced by a calm demeanor: "Oh."
As if remembering something, she looked at the man with unfamiliarity: "I see, I will repay the hundred taels to you. I have a salary now, and I've saved it without spending. Today, I'll give you four taels first, as interest, and I'll repay the remaining hundred taels."
