In the 20 years Lu Jiaheng had been alive, he believed that there was nothing in the world money couldn’t solve. It was only a matter of how much money was needed.
Until he met Chu Zhi.
There was an ambiguous look in his peach blossom eyes as he pushed a card toward her. The implication was clear.
Chu Zhi obediently accepted it.
She was so touched. He was the first person in her memory to ever give her money, so she believed she should return the gift.
“My family is going to move out of the flat we live in soon. It’s located in the heart of the city. How about I give it to you?”
Lu Jiaheng didn’t respond.
Chu Zhi thought, ‘Maybe he feels bad about accepting a gift in return?’ So she continued in a soft voice, “It’s okay, you don’t have to feel bad. My family owns a lot of flats.”
Lu Jiaheng: …
Rich second generation scumbag ML x Even richer cutie-pie FL