When Li Peiyu saw the transfer notification, she was overjoyed, and a bright smile spread across her face.

The promise of a bond stronger than gold is worth five million, but upon clicking, it turns out to be only five hundred and twenty.

"Five hundred and twenty?" Li Peiyu's eyes widened, his face full of disbelief.

"Hmm." Lu Yuzhi nodded expressionlessly.

"Are you sure you didn't miss a few zeros?" Li Peiyu raised her voice.

"No." Lu Yuzhi remained indifferent.

"You don't love me anymore?" Li Peiyu asked, sounding aggrieved and almost crying.

"From now on, that's all you'll get. If you don't have any money, let's see how you keep a gigolo and how you party in nightclubs." Lu Yuzhi frowned, snorted coldly, and his gloomy face clearly showed his jealousy.

“It’s not about being kept; his mother is sick,” Li Peiyu explained urgently, a hint of grievance on her face.

"His mother is sick, that's his father's business. It's none of your concern to meddle!" Lu Yuzhi's voice grew increasingly stern. "Do you even know who his father is?"

Who is it?

"Party Secretary of H City".

"Ah?" Li Peiyu looked panicked. Wang Boyang had actually taken advantage of her sympathy.

"I won't meddle in other people's business anymore, so give me more money." Li Peiyu stretched out her hand to Lu Yuzhi.

"There's no room for discussion," Lu Yuzhi replied decisively.

Li Peiyu turned around and said, "Then I won't be friends with you anymore."

"You're not going to be with me anymore? Don't forget you still owe me 75 million. Even if it's 600,000 a month, you still have to sleep with me for ten years." Lu Yuzhi smugly hugged Li Peiyu even tighter.

"Ten years? In ten years you'll be 48, over fifty, while I'll only be thirty-three, in the prime of my youth. I'm really missing out." Li Peiyu said without any restraint, completely unaware that Lu Yuzhi's face had turned ashen.