Shen Lan glanced back at Cheng Yanqing behind her.
Cheng Yanqing's eyebrows furrowed slightly, his expression serious and a bit solemn.
He was serious.
At the beginning of their marriage, hadn't everything been agreed upon?
There was also the prenuptial agreement.
Shen Lan took a moment to choose her words, then spoke slowly, "Cheng Yanqing, what isn't rightfully mine, I should not take. There's no emotional foundation between us. If I were to accept it all, what kind of person would I be in your eyes?"
A gold digger!
Then, Cheng Yanqing would show her a different face and attitude.
Cheng Yanqing thought Shen Lan was simply overthinking.
Even if Shen Lan truly loved money, the mere sixty thousand yuan and a BMW were nothing in his eyes.
Walking ahead, Cheng Yanqing told her, "What could I possibly see you as? You're Shen Lan, but you're also my wife, Cheng Yanqing's wife. Most importantly, my grandmother now likes you."
As long as granny likes her, that's enough.
