C747 No One Could Tell

Well, he wasn't really going to stir her up, was he?

Yingyang's feather-like eyelashes drooped slightly, and her cherry lips parted slightly. She said coolly, "Uh, sing a good show yourself. I don't like singing, and I don't like listening to plays either!"

"That 300 million, for your sake, let's end it here! How about it?" Zhuo Yongchen asked casually. His voice was quite serious