Zhan Yun looked at Feng Lingxue with surprise. She used to be so obsessed with money, like that time she fought with Lu Shishi over shares—an utterly fierce contest, counting every single point.
Why was she so easy to talk to when it came to Baili Xuewei?
Soon, the twenty million was transferred into Baili Xuewei's account. At that moment, Baili Xuewei glanced at Zhan Yun with disdain, "You're really stingy, far worse than your wife!"
Zhan Yun could only smile bitterly and say, "What can I do? I don't have money, my wife controls it all. If I had a billion or so, I definitely wouldn't haggle with you."
Baili Xuewei was quite satisfied, "Okay then, I won't disturb you lovebirds any longer. I'm going to leave!"
Feng Lingxue was very enthusiastic, "Lingxue, have you had dinner yet? Since you're here, don't rush off. Let's go grab a late-night meal, my treat!"
