Upon hearing his unhesitated response, Di Xiaxia felt relieved, her pent-up feelings from the past few days finally eased somewhat.
Once she became relaxed, she happily retorted like a swaggering elder, "But what if I think five million isn't enough?"
Watching her faintly arrogant demeanor, Di Mingzhe raised the corners of his lips imperceptibly, and casually said, "I'll give you as much as you want."
So accommodating? He would give as much as she wanted?
Di Xiaxia was somewhat surprised, yet nodded in agreement, "That's more like it. Transfer ten million to my account later. Any objections to that?"
Her swagger was just off the charts.
At the side, still in pajamas with messy hair, Di Jinxuan's eyes widened in shock.
Fourth sister, is this really okay, really?
You actually challenge big brother as if you are invincible, is this right? You know this could backfire, right?
But, without even a moment's pause, Di Mingzhe responded, "No objections."
