To Lose Money

Tian Jing didn't care about money. She never had to worry about being broke ever since she was a child. Tian Jing never even looked at price tags when she bought things. When she heard Fang Liu's words, she said arrogantly, "Do you think I care how much this thing is worth?"

Fang Liu smiled faintly. "Whether you care or not has nothing to do with me. That antique vase belongs to your cousin. Everything in this room is priceless to him. If you break it, he'll scold you, not me."

Tian Jing's face was gloomy as she shouted, "Didn't he buy you these things? Take a good look at yourself, Fang Liu. The b*stard child in your belly doesn't belong to Mo Yu. Do you think you have the right to own these things?"

"Let me repeat myself. Mo Yu gave me these things, but they still belong to Mo Yu. I will feel sorry for you if you destroy them. I don't understand why you're threatening me with these things. You're being ridiculous."