C707 300 Million

Yingyang did not have much hope in her heart, but when she heard Mo Chenyuan's words, her heart immediately rose as well. She was a little excited and could not help but blurt out, "How many do you have?"

Mo Chenyuan frowned slightly and stared at Yingyang. His expression became serious, "Yingyang, do you lack money? Or is the Zhuo's lacking money?"

Yingyang subconsciously lowered her head