Chen Lu squeezed the girl's fingers. "I'm going to be a big boss someday, so you can't keep being so stingy with money as my girlfriend, you know?"

"If I had actually called you back then to ask to borrow 100,000 yuan, would you have lent it to me?" Even knowing the answer, Liang Zhirou still couldn't help but ask in a low voice.

"Of course, but I'll threaten you first that you have to marry me," Chen Lu said with a wicked smile. "I'm not some pushover, how could I help you for nothing? That's something only the dumbest idiot in the world would do."

Liang Zhirou took Chen Lu's arm and turned to look at him, "What if it's a million?"

"Then you'll have to do my laundry and cook for me for the rest of your life, and you'll have to make whatever I want to eat. Not only will you be bullied by me every day, but you'll also have to have a whole bunch of kids."

Chen Lu earnestly chatted with her about this childish and boring topic.

"What about ten million?" the girl continued to ask.

"Ten million is ten lifetimes' worth."

Liang Zhirou nodded thoughtfully, "Then lend me ten million."

Chen Lu was stunned for a moment, and it took him a few seconds to understand what the girl meant. His lips immediately curled up involuntarily, and he chuckled, "Then you'd better not regret it. Once I earn ten million, you won't be able to escape."

Liang Zhirou's nervousness subsided considerably. She clung tightly to Chen Lu's arm, as if trying to hold on tight, "I won't run away!"

The girl didn't take her question as a joke at all. After a while, she suddenly whispered, "Actually, you don't need to earn ten million at all. After all, earning money is very tiring."

I've never even seen a million dollars, how could I possibly spend ten million? As long as you say you love me, I'm willing.

"What did you say?" Chen Lu, who was still pondering the feasibility of earning ten million within a few years, finally came to his senses and asked curiously.

"It's nothing, it's nothing..."