"Millionaire!"
Yang Xiao's mouth hung open in astonishment as he glanced at the bank card in front of him, then at Su Qian'er, somewhat at a loss for what to do.
That word had once been far from Yang Xiao, and now it seemed equally distant.
"Yes, a millionaire! The old Master Xiao had given you a reward of a full twenty million, and all that money is on this card. Just accept this bank card, and you will be a millionaire."
Su Qian'er mentioned the twenty million as casually as if she were talking about two hundred yuan.
That's the mark of a person's background—clearly, Su Qian'er's personal wealth was much more than a mere twenty million.
If you include the Su Family behind Su Qian'er, twenty million would be even less significant to her.
Otherwise, Su Qian'er wouldn't have given away the twenty million, which Yang Xiao wasn't even aware of, for nothing.
Although Su Qian'er had never disclosed her background, Yang Xiao could guess a thing or two.
