章 93: Chapter 93 The Price He Demanded

Moreover, Su Zixi was very clear that Su Guo'an was desperately pleading now simply because he had seen He Jingyao backing her up, thinking there was a profit to be made. He didn't actually care about her as a daughter.

He Jingyao's face showed approval. He had always thought this woman too weak, but now, it seemed she did have some spirit.

"I think this is good," He Jingyao said with a smile, "from now on, Zhixi is my wife, not your daughter. Mr. Su, I hope you understand this."

Su Guo'an opened his mouth, but he didn't dare to argue, and could only nod his head, his face ashen.

At that moment, the bodyguard who had been searching for the urn came out of the room and stood by He Jingyao's side: "Young Master, we didn't find it."

He Jingyao's brow furrowed slightly: "Leave no room unchecked."

Su Zixi bit her lip and tugged gently at his sleeve: "Jingyao, let it be. It might have been me who lost it when I was little."