"An opportunity?"
Shen Tang regarded this with twelve thousand percent skepticism.
It wasn't that she was being oversensitive. The more she learned about and interacted with Qi Shan, the more clearly she saw that the man's true nature was the opposite of what his name and courtesy name suggested.
Kind and good?
Only in the Schrödinger sense.
For all these reasons, Shen Tang deeply suspected that the opportunity to get rich overnight that Qi Yuanliang had mentioned was written into the criminal code.
In a way, her words had turned out to be eerily prophetic.
Qi Shan smiled, his expression carrying a hint of devilish temptation. He murmured, "Young Master Shen, when have I ever lied to you? When I say it'll make us rich, I mean it. And not just a little rich. I guarantee you'll have enough to eat and drink, and never want for anything, for the rest of your life. So, Young Master Shen, are you tempted?"
Shen Tang let out a startled sound and leaned her head back to avoid him.
"You've never lied to me, but you haven't exactly been upfront, either."
For example, he always gave her only half the story, and the half he held back was always the important part. He dug one giant pit after another.
As long as life went on, he'd keep setting people up.
Qi Shan's expression turned serious. "So, does that mean you're not tempted at all by this enormous fortune?"
Shen Tang lowered her head and rubbed her nose. "It's not that I'm not tempted. It's just, when does the sky ever drop a free pie into your lap? I'm not worried the pie is fake. I'm worried it's so huge it'll crush me to death."
The greater the reward, the greater the risk. That