I'll Come Clean: I'm a Multimillionaire Too

"Auntie Yang, I'll be going now."

With the matter settled, Jiang Chi wanted to leave before he ran into Cheng Dongxue. That would be awkward, and he would have no way to explain himself.

"All right, all right."

Yang Su saw Jiang Chi to the villa's entrance.

Zhang Yang happened to be arriving. He passed Jiang Chi's car on his way in, and at the same time, a message came from Lin Xiaofei.

"Zhang Yang, Yang Su has sold your wife off again!"

"Who the hell dares sell my wife? I'll make them pay."

Zhang Yang sneered as he replied to Lin Xiaofei. He knew it had to be Yang Su. No one else would do it, or dare to.

"Well, well, Young Master Jiang."

Zhang Yang glanced at the car passing him and smiled.

"Xiao Xue, come sign this agreement."

Zhang Yang and Cheng Dongxue had just entered the living room when Yang Su, seated at the dining table, spoke to Cheng Dongxue.

"Agreement? What agreement?"

Cheng Dongxue frowned in confusion. Why was she suddenly being asked to sign an agreement?

"..." Zhang Yang said nothing. He wanted to see what Yang Su would try this time.

Cheng Dongxue walked to the table and glanced at the agreement. She promptly turned to leave. She had refused to sign it before, and she certainly would not sign it now. No amount of money could change her mind.

Cheng Dongxue had no patience left for explanations or persuasion. She simply walked away.

"Wait..."

Yang Su refused to let it go. She called out sharply, stopping Cheng Dongxue.

"You'll have to sign sooner or later, so why not get it over with? Don't you agree, Zhang Yang?"

Yang Su pressed Cheng Dongxue, then turned the question on Zhang Yang.

Zhang Yang