No wonder she had predicted she would come into some unexpected wealth before leaving the house today.
There it was.
Someone was bringing money right to her door.
Feeling pleased, Jiang Li immediately drank half of the wine in front of her, her cheeks gradually taking on a rosy glow.
The waiter also brought over the dishes.
This was a special Western restaurant she had heard Wen Jiaojiao mention before; it was said to be quite difficult to get a reservation.
With a "since I'm here, I might as well enjoy it" attitude, plus having not eaten dinner, Jiang Li began to savor the meal.
Midway through the meal, Shang Shaobai hesitated as if he wanted to say something.
"Miss Jiang, I..."
"Just spit it out."
Considering the five million on the line, even if he started cursing her out right now, she wouldn't get angry.
But then, Shang Shaobai actually stood up.
