Hearing about such a large sum of money, Bai Qiaoqiao's legs went weak, and she almost fell.
With quick eyes and hands, Song Yitang steadied her, "Careful!"
"Thank you, thank you so much!" Bai Qiaoqiao felt like she'd dodged a bullet and dreaded to think if she would have ended up like Zhang Ting if she lost the baby this time.
During her pregnancy, Zhao Hongguang had also seldom come home recently, fobbing her off with excuses of social engagements whenever she asked, but the scent on his shirt had already betrayed him.
But she wasn't going to be a fool like Zhang Ting; she wasn't in love with the man but with the luxurious material life he could provide her.
"That house can sell for so much?"
After steadying herself, Bai Qiaoqiao obviously didn't believe Song Yitang.
