Chapitre 2489: Love Comes Like The Southern Breeze (7)

She only hoped that this was a nightmare and that everything would be the same when she woke up.

Qiao Ruoxi found her clothes and put them on.

'Forget last night?'

'Pretend nothing happened?'

'This should be my line, right?'

Feng Yunan lowered his eyes and stared at the woman's slightly stubborn back. The darkness in his eyes deepened.

He did not believe that she had spent so much effort to climb into his bed for nothing. If it was not for money, what else could it be?

Was she trying to play hard to get with him?

"Is two million enough?"

Qiao Ruoxi's back trembled as she turned her head in disbelief. What did he take her for? A hooker?

There was a flash of sadness in her eyes. She lowered her head. "Thank you for your generosity, Sir. I really don't need it. I don't want money."

Feng Yunan looked at her thoughtfully and couldn't help but recall the scenes from last night.