When Wang Duoqian heard Hua Ruyu's flower-like words blossom, his mouth twitched.
A diamond ring the size of a pigeon egg was worth millions of US dollars. Finding such a diamond was too extravagant. Even with more than ten jewelry stores, he dared not play around with it too much.
"Beauty, you're too greedy," Wang Duoqian said with a bitter smile, "I'm being sincere. Please consider lowering the price."
"No more words. You really think I'm not materialistic, and I'm still bargaining with you," Hua Ruyu said unhappily. "Many people want to gift me pigeon-sized diamonds, but they are not rare to me. If I couldn't handle the situation, I would immediately roll them up so they would disappear from my sight."
A previously good mood was suddenly lost by the uncle, and the flowers were distressed.
