"You..."
President Su's face also darkened, for a long while.
"Enough, it's useless to talk more, I just hope you truly won't regret it!"
After leaving those words behind, President Su turned and walked towards Su Ran's direction.
Behind him, Wen Peipei let out a string of cold laughs.
Regret?
That would be impossible in this lifetime!
In the courtyard.
Su Ran took the scissors that Qin Feng handed over and cut the red cloth on the basket.
Those around her, upon seeing this, started to talk amongst themselves.
"What do you think is inside this basket?"
"Don't know, but it must be something very valuable!"
"This method of presenting a betrothal gift is quite novel, though..."
"This... this..."
"My God! This is..."
At that moment, a chorus of exclamations came from beside them, and everyone turned their heads to look.
Then they saw—
In the basket, there was a heap upon heap of pink-colored banknotes.
"..."
"..."
"..."
