"This!"
Upon seeing the bank card that Xu Fan extended in front of her, Mu Qingyan was completely stunned.
Her daughter urgently needed money for treatment, and Xu Fan's offer of five million now was like sending charcoal in snowy weather—an act of great kindness!
Overwhelmed with emotion, the mist in Mu Qingyan's eyes quickly spilled over into tears.
"Xu Fan, I can't accept this money..."
Mu Qingyan said, wiping her tears while waving her hands to decline.
Xu Fan hadn't seemed to her like a wealthy person, and Mu Qingyan thought that if she took this five million from him, it would undoubtedly burden him.
"Qingyan sister, you don't think I have ulterior motives like Xu Hongtu, do you? I'm quite straightforward, you can ask Keren if you don't believe me."
"..."
Hearing Xu Fan's words, Zhou Keren subconsciously wanted to tease that Xu Fan was a simpleton with ulterior motives.
But considering Mu Qingyan's situation, she smiled and played along.
