Chapter 1781
- After Ye Yang finished speaking, he raised a finger. Meng Lang glanced at it and smirked, "Ten thousand, right? I'll give you ten thousand now, and you can leave immediately. Tonight, Miss Su is mine."
- With that, Meng Lang reached for a check, but Ye Yang shook his head gently and replied, "No."
- "How much then? One hundred thousand?" Meng Lang's expression shifted slightly, but he maintained a faint smile, "While one hundred thousand may be a bit steep, it's nothing to me. I'll give you one hundred thousand, and you can disappear right away!"