"Take this, and leave… And never show your face around my naive nephew again," Song Yan told Gu Fan coldly.
"What is this?" Gu FGan did not care how she looked at him. If this thing was useful, he would take it along with her.
"You only need to know that this is something you can't buy even if you have all the wealth of this world." Song Yan replied in her cold tone, not wanting to reveal much.
"I can't take something I don't know what it is." Gu Fan shrugged, "You don't even know how to play the rich father properly. You need to offer me something that I can't refuse to break your naive daughter's heart."
"You have a very strange… Well, it does not matter," Song yan sighed as she looked away from Gu Fan into the nothingness of her study.
"This… This belongs to my late husband." she began to speak.
