Zhang Xiaomeng's words carried a hint of frivolity.
Murong Yu's smile was blooming like a flower, especially since Zhang Xiaomeng had just said he could even give her the factory.
This made Murong Yu very happy.
At least she felt that the twenty million for financing was worth it.
"I can afford it, how could I not afford it?"
"Who am I? I'm the most formidable business queen in the Murong Family, aside from my aunt."
"You're full of hot air," Zhang Xiaomeng laughed.
As for Murong Yu's business acumen, he didn't know much.
Murong Yu, not to be outdone, said, "Well then, let's just wait and see."
"But now, I want you, the bad guy who has deceived me for so long, to pay a price."
Having said that, Murong Yu directly pushed Zhang Xiaomeng down onto the sofa.
From Zhang Xiaomeng's angle, he could perfectly see Murong Yu's dangling, snow-white fullness.
Zhang Xiaomeng suddenly thought of something and slid a hand under his clothes.
He immediately grasped that trembling drop.
