"Just look at yourself, you might as well save it and stop dreaming. Besides, in a hundred years, who knows which pile of soil you'll be buried under. Even if it really does appreciate in value, it won't be your turn to enjoy it; it won't reach your hands. You want to get rich? Instead of investing in some painting, you might as well go dream; you can have everything in a dream."
Bai Muqing was not the least bit courteous, relentlessly teasing Xu Qianli.
After all, the guy had pissed her off, and teasing him was putting it mildly. She was already showing restraint by not breaking his legs.
She had been displeased with Xu Qianli from the start, not having a good impression of him at first sight.
If it wasn't for the young miss Bai Yanran taking a liking to him, he wouldn't even have the privilege to stand in front of her.
