Su Nian frowned as she looked at Wang An, who was staring at her with a bewildered expression.
"I saved you. According to standard practice, a man of your means should pay at least a hundred thousand."
Hearing Su Nian's somewhat mercenary tone, Wang An grew even more uncertain if it was really her.
The Miss Su he knew was a love-struck fool, but she would casually spend hundreds of thousands on a single bag or necklace.
'How could she be mixed up in something like this?'
But the resemblance was uncanny. Wang An hesitated for a moment before agreeing.
He then spoke, testing the waters.
"Can I get your contact info? It'll make it easier to transfer you the money."
Su Nian hadn't said a word, but the viewers in the livestream were already mocking him.
[Shameless! He's obviously just hitting on her because she's pretty!]
[He's no spring chicken. And after everything that just happened, how is that still on his mind?!]
[Seriously, the guy's got some thick skin.]
