Looking at the blinding ten million yuan.
Zhang Qi was stupefied, drool spilling from his mouth. Staring dumbly at the case full of cash, he almost wanted to rush over and snatch it.
Fan Zhewei also struggled to come back to his senses!
Wasn't this bastard a pauper? How could he possibly have so much money? With that much money, why would he and his wife dress like that?
Ah, right! He has a wife!
Fan Zhewei snapped out of it, pointing at Jiang Chen immediately, "Kid, you're a married man, and yet you're pursuing another woman?"
Then, he turned to Su Qingqing, "Su Qingqing, do you know? This guy is already married!"
Su Qingqing was taken aback and glanced at Jiang Chen in surprise, a trace of disappointment in her eyes.
However, she gritted her teeth and stepped forward, hooking her arm through Jiang Chen's, staring coldly at Fan Zhewei, "So what? I'd rather be his lover than be with a bastard like you!"
"You..."
Fan Zhewei was completely infuriated.
