บท 267: Cold

Jiang Yao's mood improved by a mile after hanging up the phone, and not a moment later, another call came through from someone who was in charge in the bank, confirming the transfer. She received a text message soon after that, and opening it, she counted the number of zeroes in the transaction amount, her eyes growing wider and wider at each one as she froze on the spot.

Knowing the fact that Lu Xingzhi was rich and was not one to be short on money was one thing, but seeing it was another. She never would have imagined that he could be this rich. It was no wonder he could be so arrogant, easily stating that he could pay double the amount to Huang Chengjing. He certainly did have the capability and capital to do so, and probably more.

The days leading to National Day seemed to crawl by slowly, but also came particularly fast at the same time.