"Qingying, later on, eat a little better, drink a little more."
"Today, your father specially prepared a big table of delicacies from the mountains and seas for you."
"You must savor it carefully..."
"If you have something to say, just say it. Don't waste my time." In the main house of the Nan Family courtyard, Nan Qingying sat on a rosewood crafted long bench, her long legs crossed, face cold, interrupting Nan Zhan who stood before her without any politeness.
Nan Zhan's sycophantic smile turned into an awkward one, feeling displeased in his heart but not daring to show it. He took a deep breath, stating his intention:
"Qingying, the four trillion I emptied from the Nan Family's savings for you, I assume you've received it."
"I can't spend this money in vain, so I came to confirm with you again."
"Are you really confident enough to kill Ye Huan?"
"Should I first send over some information about Ye Huan, so you can decide how to deal with him after seeing it?"
