Fu Wan looked at Qiao Zhiyi with a hint of mockery in her eyes, as if she was no different from those other women.
"Of course," Fu Wan said very proudly, "but remember, once I meet your terms, you must disappear forever from Shi Jingzhou's life."
Qiao Zhiyi smiled generously, "Fifty billion."
"What did you say?" Fu Wan frowned.
"I said, give me fifty billion yuan and I will leave Shi Jingzhou. I'll never appear before him again," Qiao Zhiyi's eyes sparkled, looking quite ordinary.
Fu Wan squinted her eyes and scoffed lightly, "You're not joking with me, are you?"
"Of course not," Qiao Zhiyi raised her eyebrows, "What's the matter? Don't you think Shi Jingzhou is worth that money?"
Fu Wan had underestimated this woman, she clearly had no intention of backing down.
"Can you be realistic?"
