C975 You Love His Money

Then she took a step back.

Qiao Nancheng held her wrist tightly. His eyes were dark. "Are you going to find him?"

Tang Qingge turned around with a cold expression. "Yes, why?"

Qiao Nancheng wanted to ask clearly, "What do you love about him? Do you love his money?"

"None of your business."

Qiao Nancheng's eyes were filled with anger as he held her hand tightly. "If you love his money