[918] It's not Young Master Mu...

Han Mo finished speaking and turned to leave.

Wen Xiangyang stood alone in place.

Her heart felt as cold as if it had been forcibly submerged in the icy water of winter.

Wen Xiangyang didn't know how long she stood there until a waiter from the cafe came over to ask if she needed anything. Only then did she snap back to reality, noticing the check for fifty million still on the table.

For the first time, Wen Xiangyang found money to be such an obtrusive thing.

The check, Wen Xiangyang didn't take it.

She admitted that when she first started dating Mu Lingqian, it was for the money. But later, she no longer needed the money, Shao Jie had earned enough to cover his medical expenses for several years; he no longer needed his sister to worry. So why would she still need money?

Wen Xiangyang took out her phone and called Mu Chaoyang.