Chapter 755 Men Are Rough

• The carriage was quiet, with only the sound of rustling pages filling the air. In the dim light, Wen Miaomiao rested her chin on Fu Yanheng's shoulder, "It's almost like selling your daughter, she can have it at half price."
• Fu Yanheng gently traced his thumb over Wen Miaomiao's lips, "Your husband isn't that stingy. Just tell me how much she wants, and I'll give it. Making money is all about that."
• Wen Miaomiao let out a sigh, "But what difference does it make how much we give? It's all just supporting his favorite son."