Seeing Tang Rao fall silent, Meng Junqiao snorted with laughter: "What's the matter? Weren't you being quite defiant just now? Out of words? Making a mess and having others clean it up, don't you feel ashamed?"
Tang Rao pursed his lips. How is this my fault? The coward from Shie Mo Dao even snatched my fiancée; if I don't step up, I wouldn't even qualify as a man.
"Alright, pay up," Meng Junqiao held out his hand, "Twenty million."
Tang Rao blinked twice.
"I'll stay the night; you said it yourself, twenty million." Meng Junqiao grinned, completely nonchalant.
Tang Rao: "..."
In the end, Tang Rao still forked over the twenty million to Meng Junqiao and arranged a room for her.
She didn't stand on ceremony, heading straight to her room after dinner, and shut the door with a loud bang.
In the living room, Tang Rao had a tormented expression on his face, thinking: great, another 'lord' has joined the household...
