In her past life, she owned five properties in Capital City and drove a G-wagon. When she opened her eyes, she had become a peasant girl in the 1980s.
Her father, aiming for a brighter future...
This necklace must cost hundreds of thousands, right?
Mao Xia was moved to tears; she never knew being a lady of high society felt so good.
They can send luxury goods when they want, gemstones when they want, and yachts when they want.
She could hardly believe her life was going so smoothly.
Xiang Yanlong put the necklace on her, and Mao Xia gave him a kiss. The two fell in love on the yacht at night and made a lifelong promise.
The next day at noon, Mao Xia left the yacht first, but Xiang Yanlong returned to wait for Zhou Jian'an to appear. Half an hour later, Zhou Jian'an came to hand over the yacht return procedures and was stunned when he saw Xiang Yanlong.
Why haven't you left yet?
Xiang Yanlong smiled, leaned back on the sofa, looking relaxed. "Tell me, how much money does Mao Xia actually have?"
Zhou Jian'an's brow twitched. "I don't understand what you mean."
"Don't understand? You're her uncle, yet you hired someone to pretend to be a rich young master and date her, spending huge sums to rent me sports cars and yachts, and giving me fake diamond necklaces to put on an act... Oh, and all those fake luxury clothes, bags, and shoes... You've spent a lot of money on her, at least a hundred thousand, right? If she didn't have money, would you have made such a big fuss about it?"
Zhou Jian'an gave a sincere smile. "Yanlong, I don't understand what you mean. She is my only niece and my sister's only child. I have my reasons for doing this, but please believe me, I, as her uncle, would never harm her."
Xiang Yanlong gave a mocking smile. "Oh? Is that so? Then I'll tell Mao Xia tomorrow that I was hired by you. As long as Mao Xia sees through your true colors, she'll definitely team up with me. Then, I'll be on her side, and you, her uncle, will become a complete outsider. No matter how good you are at sweet-talking, she'll never trust you again."
Zhou Jian'an gave a forced smile, and after a long while, he stared at Xiang Yanlong with a cold, expressionless face.
"Speak, what do you want!"
"I want half of the money you swindled from me!"