"It doesn't matter if you don't have it, you still have a share in this land," Chen Dexing sighed. Although he felt somewhat disappointed because Chen Zhiyan hadn't been able to resolve Hao Jian's issues, it didn't affect Chen Dexing's trust in Hao Jian at all.
"How can this be? There's an old saying, 'no work, no pay,' I dare not accept such a valuable gift," Hao Jian said with a bitter smile, feeling somewhat helpless. The old man had just met him and was already giving such a valuable gift, leaving Hao Jian at a loss for words.
"Hao Jian, I'm not afraid to tell you outright, I'm giving you this land not without strings attached—you have to promise me that you will take good care of Zhiyan in the future," Chen Dexing said, his main concern being Chen Zhiyan.
