Li Qing looked at the aggressive man before him, his expression gradually growing colder.
It was as if he didn't exist at all.
It was clear that this fellow was very confident in his family background; he probably often used this method to pursue women he fancied, and his success rate was very high.
The overconfident smirk on his face practically spelled out "high success rate."
But today, he truly picked the wrong person. Jing Yan could pinch a few bricks from her Underground Palace and probably amass five million.
"Husband, is five million money? Is it a lot?" Jing Yan turned her head and asked Li Qing.
Li Qing smiled, "The things you gave me today could probably be exchanged for many sets of five million."
"So, he's just from a family of modest wealth. I thought his family had a more illustrious background, to make him act so brazen," Jing Yan sneered coldly.
The moment the man heard this, his confident smile immediately froze on his face.
