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Shen Heng: "..."
Thirty million.
Shen Dai...
Shen Heng's heart was in fierce turmoil, his forehead covered with sweat.
Jing Rui's dark eyes were filled with mockery.
To encounter such a prime example of a father...
It truly was Su Shan's tragedy.
The atmosphere grew more tense with each passing second.
"Mm... two minutes have passed." Ignoring Meng Xiang and Shen Dai's crying, Su Shan's voice was crisp.
Seeing Shen Heng still locked in intense thought, Su Shan hooked a corner of her mouth, "Mr. Jing... later, I'll treat you to lunch, okay?"
Treat to a meal?
That didn't seem like Su Shan's style.
Jing Rui pretended to be very interested and said, "Sure... "
"Well, then why don't you treat?"
"..."
Seeing Su Shan being so "calculating," Jing Rui's lips curled up.
"Fine."
"Mm, it's getting late, and since Shen Heng can't make a decision, let's go..."
