Chapter 268 Murong Ziyuan

• The speaker was a pretty girl in a simple, elegant dress. Her long jade-like legs were flawless, and her hair fell like a waterfall down her back.
• “Miss Murong, I’m sorry. You know how business works—we’re in it for profit. And like this gentleman said, you only gave me a verbal heads-up. If you’d put down a deposit, even if this gentleman offered one hundred billion, I wouldn’t go back on my word. But now he’s already paid!”
• The old man chuckled. With this much money on the table, pride didn’t matter.