Chen Tianwen fiddled with his ear, unsure as he asked, "Did you say you can earn ten million a month?"
Chen Wanqing, afraid that Su Xuan had bitten off more than he could chew this time, hastily covered for him, "Dad, you heard wrong just now. Su Xuan was talking about a year."
"You didn't hear wrong. I said a month, and if you think a month is too long, I can do it in half a month," Su Xuan said seriously.
The father-daughter pair from the Chen family looked at Su Xuan as if he were a monster; they both thought he had gone a bit mad.
"Hahaha!" After a moment of silence, Chen Tianwen laughed until tears came, saying, "Young man, if you're feeling too much pressure, you can completely give up. You don't need to talk like that."
"You're mistaken," Su Xuan replied with utmost seriousness, "I can absolutely earn ten million in half a month. Now I'm asking you, if I really do it, will you let Chen Wanqing marry me?"
