"Yes, I'm sure." Liang Zixuan handed the folder to Han Yuanjun, then raised her hand to hold his face. "Two hundred million, of course I will not lose it. In fact, I'll even get us more money."
As long as Liang Zixuan said so, Han Yuanjun would believe her.
Even if the two hundred million was wasted and she lost the bet, Han Yuanjun still didn't care.
He pecked Liang Zixuan's lips as if there was no one around them. "I trust you."
Old Madam Han and Luo Yanyun saw it. The two elders closed their mouths and laughed.
"This couple has been married for a year, but they are still shyly making PDAs in front of us."
Compared to Old Madam Han, Luo Yanyun didn't say it so openly. She just smiled reservedly. "That's right. Seeing them like this, I feel relieved."
Old Madam Han's gaze suddenly turned to Liang Jiahao. She looked at him up and down, and the more she looked at him, the more she liked him.
