"Sigh! If only that Young Master Nie was my son-in-law!"
After Nie Huihuang left, Yang Meifeng sat in the living room, shaking her head and sighing.
Not to mention anything else, just look at Nie Huihuang casually dropping by and presenting gifts worth four to five hundred thousand; he was no ordinary person.
Besides, this Young Master Nie also came from Dragon City.
What kind of place is Dragon City? You could randomly throw a stone there, and it would hit dignitaries and nobles.
Moreover, listening to Mo Han and Nie Huihuang's conversation, it seemed that this Young Master Nie had also bought a villa without any pressure.
If Young Master Nie really became her son-in-law, Yang Meifeng's days would be soaring to the heavens.
"That Nie guy, I don't think he's good news,"
Luo Shanchuan said with his arms crossed over his chest, looking annoyed, "He has a gloomy appearance, and the way he looked at Ning'er was a bit off."