As she spoke, Su Qiao took a document from her backpack and tossed it in front of her. "Sign this agreement, and I'll give you ten million."
"Ten million?"
In Jiang Meng's eyes, Su Qiao was just an ordinary girl from a powerless, penniless family—the kind whose household was so poor it could barely afford to eat.
She was somewhat stunned to hear this.
But when she saw the contents of the agreement, she flew into a rage. "You want me to sever my relationship with my son?"
"Absolutely impossible!!!"
Su Qiao remained completely unruffled and tossed a pen in front of her. "Or do you still want to marry into the Liu Family with your son in tow?"
"Then you'd better think this through.
Although Liu Shao's abilities are only average, the Liu Family is no ordinary household. They'll never accept him."
The Liu Family's large and complicated clan was one of the reasons Su Qiao had chosen Liu Shao.
That way, after Jiang Meng married into the family, she would probably be busy scheming and fighting for power, leaving her with neither the time nor the energy to interfere in Jiang Yihan's affairs.
"Besides, don't you hate your ex-husband and Eldest Miss Yu, the woman from the Yu Family who stole your man?"
"As long as you marry Liu Shao, not only can you crush Eldest Miss Yu completely, you can also rely on the Liu Family to suppress the Yu Family and bring it down."
Su Qiao had only chosen such a wealthy and powerful husband for her because she was Jiang Yihan's mother.
Jiang Meng ought to be grateful to her.
"On top of that, you'll immediately get ten million to solve your urgent problems."
"You...?"
Jiang Meng had never expected that this eighteen-year-old girl in