In their hearts, do I really have no place?
The bitterness, at this moment, filled Shen Ling's heart.
Her father's words were like a knife, stabbing into her heart, persistently trying to cut deeper, the piercing pain causing her body to tremble slightly.
What she thought was just a moment of pain could very well turn into an enduring agony...
"Oh, so how much money do you want?"
Hao Jian sneered at Shen Ling's father. Unlike Shen Ling, he was not as naive. He had seen many people like Shen Ling's father before and understood their mentality well.
Not to mention there's also Shen Hao?
Shen Ling's father slowly extended a hand, fingers spread, looked at Hao Jian, and said, "One million is too little, at least one and a half million. One million buys my daughter as a person, but the additional five hundred thousand is for her appearance..."
"My daughter is so pretty, one million is too little, adding another five hundred thousand seems just enough..."
