For a moment, she even thought she might have misunderstood the other person.
Because in those eyes across from her, which seemed greedy, there was actually only appreciation, without a trace of desire.
Especially compared to Zhang Jianxing.
If there was anything, it was equivalent to a little boy wanting a candy.
"Oh, okay, I accept your financial support. My name is Wuyan, with 'Wu' as in nothing, and 'Yan' as in language. From today on, you are my financial backer. But, I must tell you clearly first, I have a mother who is seriously ill and currently waiting for surgery in the hospital. Her treatment may require a lot of money, so if you don't have money, that's not going to work!"
"Also, I have a fifteen-year-old younger brother. Zhang Jianxing let him go to the Third High School, and you must let him graduate from there too. As for me, once my mother's surgery is done, no matter the result, I am yours. Do whatever you want, I will cooperate as much as I can."