Why Give Him Two Billion?

"What? Dad actually says he's going to give two billion to someone I've never even heard of?"

Li Qianqian refused to accept it. She was determined to see what kind of little punk was about to take two billion away from her.

"Hey, had enough looking?" Jiang Yunting raised his eyelids, his gaze lazily turning toward Li Qianqian.

Li Qianqian arched a brow. "No."

"Want to talk?"

"I don't do pickup lines." Jiang Yunting folded his arms, briefly sweeping his gaze over Li Qianqian's stunning face as he replied casually.

Who was Li Qianqian? When had anyone ever looked down on her like that? Besides, she had no such intentions in the first place.

She was going to see whether this guy was really as capable as he seemed.

So Li Qianqian chuckled, her face instantly taking on a bewitching allure. She drawled, "Is that so?"

Then, in a click-clack of heels, she slowly walked up to Jiang Yunting. Her red-painted nails traced lightly along his long, pale neck. "Not going to move?"

"Why would I move when a beauty is throwing herself at me?" Jiang Yunting stood perfectly still, as if silently saying, "Do whatever you want."

"You're still the same as ever. You go straight for a kiss the moment you show up."

Li Qianqian: "..."

So the handsome little boy she'd met when she was six was Jiang Yunting?