Jin Mo didn't understand why he, not yet thirty, had such a sinister smile plastered across his face, the epitome of hypocrisy. Just one more glance was enough to feel disgust.
"Momo, I'm not asking for much. Since you're with Tang Yan now, you must have some money on you. I just need two million to tide things over. I won't be taking it for nothing; once the Cheng family gets through these tough times, I'll pay you back," Cheng Peng tried to look sincere, but what he didn't know was that no matter how well he disguised himself, in Jin Mo's eyes, he was just a joke.
Jin Mo took out a card from her bag and handed it to Cheng Peng. He quickly reached out to take it, unable to hide the greed in his eyes. He was very clear in his mind that he wanted to take advantage of Jin Mo.
It was just two million, after all, which was nothing to Tang Yan; a drop in the ocean. The market value of the Tang Group he managed was several tens of billions. A few million was nothing to him.
