The lady ran away

Chapter 130 The Lion's Big Opening

After that time, Xiao Qingqiang didn't contact her at all, which really didn't seem like Xiao Qingqiang's character.

The phone was connected quickly, and Xiao Qingqiang on the other end of the phone seemed to be in a hurry, and she was a little out of breath, "What's the matter?"

"I agree to your terms." Xiao Qingcheng said clearly.

The other end of the phone suddenly fell silent, and then said after a while, "See you at Starbucks."

Xiao Qingqiang was still the high-spirited Xiao Qingqiang, and it seemed that it was just an illusion that she lost her composure like that day.

but……

Xiao Qingcheng knows that there are too many people pretending to be thirteen in this world, such as herself, who occasionally pretends to be thirteen.

Xiao Qingqiang was still driving her stylish Ferrari, while Xiao Qingcheng waved to her through the glass window. Such a friendly performance even surprised her.

"Why did you change your mind?" Xiao Qingqiang asked straight to the point as soon as she saw her.

Xiao Qingcheng took a sip of his coffee, then smiled lightly, "I suddenly felt that I don't need to wrong myself so much."

"Wronged?" Xiao Qingqiang's voice raised slightly, "Do you know how many ladies want to marry into the Liang family but have nowhere?"

"Including you?"
Xiao Qingqiang didn't answer.

Xiao Qingcheng has no interest in stepping on her, or arguing with her, "If you admit it, Mrs. Liang's young lady may become you."

"why?"

Xiao Qingcheng leaned back against the sofa, not ladylike at all, "Didn't I say that I don't want to do things that make me uncomfortable, and, don't you think marriage is easier for you?"

After hearing this, Xiao Qingqiang hummed twice, which seemed to be in line with her point of view, then took out the check from her handbag and filled it out for her.

Xiao Qingcheng was not ambiguous at all, signed 300 million on it, and handed it to her.

Looking at the number of words above, Xiao Qingqiang opened her eyes wide in surprise, "So many?"

Xiao Qingcheng chuckled, "Compared to your Ferrari sports car, 300 million is not much, right? Or is the financial support you provide just a talk?"

(End of this chapter)