Under normal circumstances, they wouldn’t even care about a mere ten million yuan.
But as they were now, it was something that got them excited.
“You’re Kang Zhaolong, aren’t you, kid? You’re quite the young man!” Xiao Qi said as he received the gift, a bright smile on his face.
“I am, Uncle Xiao!” Zhaolong replied politely.
“Yes, you’d go quite well with our Xinyan.” Xiao Ben was nodding himself as he contemplated how troublesome his niece was being. Didn’t she understand how big of a family the Kangs were? Why wasn’t she in the least bit interested?
They’d been trying to persuade her for the last couple days, too, to no avail. Xiao Qi and Xiao Ben were feeling rather helpless about her. At the end of the day, Wang Xinyan was still a distant relative, not part of the main Xiao line. They weren’t in a position to be making decisions for her.
Locking her up in her room wasn’t the best plan either. They had to let her go sooner or later.
