章節 59: Poor Man

"Shen Fanxing, why are you so shameless?!"

Even a fool could tell the underlying derision under Shen Fanxing's words, let alone Lin Feifei.

Yet, it was precisely her words that made Su Heng's heart sink.

His face held a degree of iciness.

He was, after all, a man, a man with high social status. Shen Fanxing's stamping of his pride was enough to anger him!

"Give me the money now and I'll take off the dress immediately. Ten-fold, so it's 280 million."

"2…280 million?!"

Lin Feifei nearly lost her mind.

This gown was custom-tailored, yet they were paying for the price of a private-tailored dress.

"Why? Can't bear to pay? It's said that gold can't buy a beauty's smile and here you are, hesitating?"

Su Heng gave Shen Fanxing a darkened look and took out his cheque book. He wrote a 300-million cheque for her.

Shen Fanxing cast a casual gaze on the cheque before taking it and going into the fitting room.