Lu Lingche said coldly yet firmly: "I will not let Lan Yuyi die."
Qiao Yin wasn't surprised, after all, he was soon to marry Lan Yuyi. She was about to be his wife, their child was about to be born, it was a blissful time indeed!
How could he bear to let anything happen to Lan Yuyi?
She said calmly: "Then there's nothing left to discuss."
"I can give you money, Qiao Yin. The Qiao Family still has a lot of debts, right? I can help clear all Qiao Family's debts and let the Qiao Family's business restart."
Qiao Yin chuckled, her chilling voice was full of ridicule: "Lu Lingche, you really know how to do business. How much debt does the Qiao Family have? Just a few tens of millions. But how much is the Godkiller worth?"
"You won't think I'm just a showpiece serving as an assistant beside Dongfang Mu, right? And even as a showpiece, I know how much the Godkiller has helped Dongfang Mu earn. The details can be found on the internet, would I not understand simple numbers?
