Peng Jiayao was already feeling suffocated and wanted to show Tang Huai who was boss, but Liao Xiaoxiao came out of nowhere, casting a disdainful glance at Su Linfang, "Even if you've bought a plot of land, do you have the money to build a house? Bad luck!"
"My son is still young. Just because I don't have money doesn't mean he can't earn it. I can give him the land to build a house on."
"Your son?" Peng Jiayao said with scorn, "If your son had the ability to make money, he wouldn't just sit by and watch the girl he likes marry someone else."
