"Five million?" Qi Ying frowned strangely.
Zhang Ning thought that Qi Ying was jealous and was very smug.
"Yeah, it took them half a year to make it."
Qi Ying smiled and did not say anything else.
"Alright, since you don't have time to customize one, wear your sister's." Zhang Heng stood up from the sofa and sized Qi Ying up.
"Don't go home so late every night. It won't be good for your reputation if word gets out. We're going to the Yan family to discuss your engagement soon. Don't be like an uncultured country girl, understand?"
Qi Ying did not answer.
Zhang Heng was a little angry. "What do you mean? You don't want to get married to the Yan family? Do you want to…"
"I want to get married," Qi Ying said slowly as she looked at the furious Zhang Heng.
Zhang Heng was furious by her attitude. He threw the book he had been reading on the table and went upstairs.
