Gao Yajing furrowed her brows. She looked at Leng Rongrong and felt that the woman in front of her was not simple.
Logically speaking, Leng Rongrong and Mo Linyuan's marriage was rushed, and they were merely forced.
Rongrong was beautiful. If she had good taste, she would never be willing to marry a disabled man.
Yajing asked her to leave Mo Linyuan. She was willing to give Rongrong a sum of money.
If it were a girl from the countryside who did not have much foresight, she would probably leave after taking the money.
However, Leng Rongrong did not seem to want to leave Mo Linyuan.
Even the way Rongrong looked at her was filled with some kind of blatant contempt.
"How much do you want?" Gao Yajing revealed a sweet and harmless smile. "As long as you don't ask for too much, I think I should be able to satisfy you."
