Su Qiao pushed him away and gave him a fierce glare. "Relax. No matter how fierce I am, I can still find someone to marry me."
"A woman as beautiful and outstanding as me, who can even make money—who knows how many men outside are lining up to marry me!"
"Once this incident is broadcast, I'll definitely become famous. By then, I'll be able to choose from outstanding men across the country—no, across the entire world."
The more Han Feng listened, the darker his expression became. With a hint of forcefulness, he pulled her into his arms again. "Woman, I think you've forgotten what you promised me just now."
"What? What did I promise you?" Su Qiao had no intention of admitting to anything she had promised.
Han Feng threateningly pinched the soft flesh at her waist. "Woman, being too greedy isn't good."
"A man as outstanding as me, who is even willing to give up a vast fortune for you, is standing right in front of you, yet you still want to provoke other men?"
Su Qiao continued to snort coldly. "Stop flattering yourself."
"Besides, does that mean I have to be with any man who's willing to make a sacrifice for me?"
"I have so many fans sending me gifts every day. Does that mean I have to be with them too?"
Han Feng raised an eyebrow. "Can those little gifts of theirs compare with mine?"
"You have plenty of money, but you've never even sent me half a cent's worth of gifts. So right now, you're still inferior to them. Anyone can talk."
Su Qiao was deliberately picking a fight, so no matter what he said, she could find an excuse to argue.
Han Feng: "..." He hadn't even known she existed before. How could he have