A sly gleam flashed across Su Yayan's eyes as she chuckled. "Men will turn bad when they have money. Why don't we just let them be poor?"
"Your man owns such a big manor, how could he not have money?"
"Who said this manor is his?"
Ling Xiaoqi blinked. Then, she seemed to have thought of something. Her eyes widened suddenly. "It's not his? Could it be that he rented it? That's right. It's too extravagant to buy an island and a manor for a wedding. Actually, it's already very thoughtful of him to rent this place to hold such a dreamy wedding for you."
"What are you thinking? This island is not rented."
"Not rented? Then you just…"
"This island was indeed his before, but…" Su Yayan raised her chin, looking smug as if she was showing off her favorite toy to a good friend." It's mine now. "
"Yours?" Ling Xiaoqi almost turned into a screaming chicken.
