Although she looked like a poor sap who couldn't afford a house, for some reason, her intuition just told her that this guy's words were very convincing...
"Alright, I'll trust you this time!"
Seeing that Yan Weiwei was convinced, Meng Lang didn't stop but continued to gently persuade her.
"It's better to share joy with everyone than enjoy it alone. If you really make money, haven't you thought about taking your brothers, sisters, and extended family with you on this ride?"
"What do you mean?" Yan Weiwei was puzzled.
"I heard your family owns a martial arts hall that's several thousand square meters, and your father is a well-known local rich man, right? The capital must be substantial, right?"
Yan Weiwei's eyes widened.
"Are you eyeing our family assets?"
Meng Lang's face darkened.
"What do you mean by eyeing your family assets? I'm considering it for you!"
"What do you mean?" Yan Weiwei crossed her arms, looking at him, waiting for more.
