She struggled to keep her eyes off the money, forcibly shifting her gaze to Xia Liang's face.
"I want to ask, how far do you need me to go?"
Although she was looking at Xia Liang, her peripheral vision still involuntarily darted to the case beside them.
"How far?" Xia Liang smiled, a cold light flashing in his eyes. "Of course, the more miserable you make him, the better."
He picked up his coffee and took a sip. "It's obvious he loves you. He even comes to pick you up from work every single day. The first step I need you to take is to tell him you want to marry him."
"Marry him?" Kong Man's eyes widened, a troubled look on her face. She had never once considered marrying Zheng He. But still, for five hundred thousand Yuan… and Zheng He really had been good to her. Gritting her teeth, she stomped her foot. "Fine, no problem."
