Two hundred thousand, treating him like a beggar?
"Are you surprised because you think two hundred thousand is too much?" Song Lingling looked at Song Kaiming, her face full of astonishment.
Her naive and bewildered expression nearly made Song Kaiming spit blood.
Song Nuoyu gritted her teeth and looked at Song Lingling, "Lingling, is your life only worth two hundred thousand?"
"I think it is. If you all think it's not worth it, then I'll just give you one hundred thousand." Song Lingling blinked, her expression becoming increasingly naive.
She's doing it on purpose!
Song Kaiming and Song Nuoyu weren't fools; they could see it.
If it wasn't for Jing Yijun being there, Song Kaiming would have already given this unfilial daughter a good beating!
"Lingling, it's Dad's fault, Dad admits it. I've neglected you before, can you give Dad a chance to make up for it?" Song Kaiming burned with rage inside, but showed regret on the outside.
