The Real Rich People

"I suddenly feel like I'm getting the short end of the stick."

Ji Qingyan turned around and touched Lin Yi's face with a smile.

"If you think you're getting a raw deal, our family can give you a gift. If you don't want to live in Jiuzhou Pavilion, I can buy another house under your name. What do you think?"

"Do you want the child to be named after you?"

"I'm not fussed about that," Ji Qingyan replied smugly.

"But you can take my last name."

"You're getting naughty."

Lin Yi pinched Ji Qingyan's soft face. It was like a glutinous rice ball. It felt very good to the touch, similar to a certain body part.

"Alright, stop fooling around. Focus on driving."

"Yessir."

Half an hour later, Lin Yi drove to Taigu Hui.

As the most prosperous place in Yangcheng, Taigu Hui had never lacked rich people. There were countless beauties, luxury cars everywhere, and countless perverts.