"Don't be shocked, Miss Su. I actually have a card identical to yours."
As he spoke, Jiang Xinghai did indeed produce a card. It was jet-black, covered in golden dragon scales, and also carved with the character 'Ling'.
"You!"
Su Yanyun was utterly transfixed.
The card in Jiang Xinghai's hand was identical to the one she kept in her safe!
"But the balance on my card is pitiful—less than a hundred yuan." Jiang Xinghai was at a loss for words every time he thought about it.
When his Eldest Senior Sister, Chu Lingyun, gave him the card, she had told him it wouldn't hold its countless riches until the day he married.
Until then, he had to make his own way.
"C-Can you please back up to the door?"
At that moment, Su Yanyun felt she had to open her safe to check, afraid that Jiang Xinghai might try something.
"Of course."
Jiang Xinghai silently backed away to the doorway. He then went a step further, exiting the room completely and turning his back to her.
