Su Qingyue tapped Yinzhu's head with a folding fan, "When the master speaks, what business is it of yours to interject?"
Yinzhu stuck out his tongue, "I was wrong."
Jia Baoyu felt that young Master Su's servant had no manners, but since it was someone else's house slave, it wasn't his place to comment, "I understand now, are you saying that you're interested in that mountain of mine for the use of your family's ancestral grave?"
Su Qingyue nodded, "Exactly. It's quite a coincidence, I had actually brought a Feng Shui Master to look at a piece of mountain land next to the Liao Residence, only to have the Feng Shui Master tell me that the mountain under your name has even better Feng Shui. Therefore, I lost interest in the Liao Residence's land and wanted to buy your mountain land instead."
