However, Qin Zhen's apology was worthless in Shen Qingyue's eyes. She sat in her chair, looking at him with a smile on her face. "Qin Zhen, you never change, shameless as always. What? Do you think you're someone special? Just a simple apology, and you think it can cover up everything? You really think highly of yourself."
Anger surged in Qin Zhen's eyes. "What do you want then?"
Shen Qingyue continued to watch him calmly. "I must build the cemetery; I need to make money."
"That piece of land is not suitable for a cemetery at all. Even if you build it, you won't make much money," Qin Zhen tried to reason with her.
"Oh. So what?" Shen Qingyue shrugged. "I can afford it. That land is practically being sold at a bargain. I can make a profit by selling a few plots. But I guess your villa area will suffer significant losses, right?"