After gasping for breath, Qin Yu looked reassuringly at her and then walked over step by step.
"Actually, I've been to New York many times, but thanks to the lavish spending of you two tycoons, I never really wanted to come here. The decadence of my wealthy upbringing just doesn't seem to be enough."
Qin Yu's words were meant for Qin Feng and the others, and her tone was as casual and teasing as always.
Qin Feng glanced at her and said irritably, "My money is more than enough for you to come here and see this place for hundreds of years."
Then he stopped talking, turned around and walked to the edge of the bridge to look at the majestic Hudson River estuary in the distance.
As a world-class wealthy father, all he had left was money.
Money couldn't save his wife and daughter.
And Wen Qixin's response was, "You've stirred things up so much, it's probably because you want us to give in and would rather you remain a spoiled rich man, so you can live a carefree life."
