Ruan Pengcheng frowned when he heard that.
"That's unlikely." Although he said that, Ruan Pengcheng's tone was filled with uncertainty.
"How is that impossible?" Gao Fengxia stared at him with widened eyes. "I won't mention other things. Let's just talk about those antiques in the old couple's hands. You can't possibly have no idea how much they're worth, right? She's just a child who came back from the mountains. Has she seen that much money? Doesn't Chi Mingwei still have a son? The little money the Chi family has won't fall into her hands."
Ruan Pengcheng frowned a little more. It was obvious that he was taking Gao Fengxia's words to heart.
"No matter what, Chi Jiao's surname isn't Ruan. We have to be careful," Gao Fengxia said.
Ruan Pengcheng nodded gently. "You have a point."
