In the grand hall of the old house, silence suddenly enveloped the space.
The three generations of the Xie Family looked at Su Miaomiao, who remained unmoved, desperately exchanging glances.
Could it be that they had offered too much? What would they do if Miss Su agreed?
Once Xie Yuan returned, would he tear them to pieces?
"However,"
Su Miaomiao paused and gave a slight smile.
"Being with Xie Yuan, I can split half of his assets."
"Your one billion really doesn't seem like much in comparison!"
Xie Yuanqiao was startled, then immediately flew into a rage.
"What? That profligate son didn't make a prenuptial agreement with you? Is he determined to squander the Xie Family's fortune?"
Before he could continue, Xie Tianhua looked toward the entrance where Xie Yuan was walking against the backlight.
Swallowing nervously, he tugged at Xie Yuanqiao.
"Grandfather, grandfather..."
"You..."
As soon as Xie Yuanqiao saw Xie Yuan, he saw his usual cold and indifferent demeanor.
