C707 300 Million

Yingying didn't have much hope in her heart, but when she heard Mo Chenyuan's words, her heart was immediately lifted. She was a little excited, and couldn't help but blurt out, "How much do you have?"

Mo Chenyuan frowned slightly and stared at Yingying. His expression became serious, "Yingying, you lack money? Or does Zhuo's lack money?"

Yingying subconsciously lowered her head