“Help me, and I’ll give you a million...”
Those were the first words Lu Jingchuan ever said to Jiang Yu.
They met again at the seventieth-birthday banquet for Madam Lu.
The banquet wasn’t just a birthday celebration. It also had an important purpose: to find a suitable marriage alliance for Lu Jingchuan.
As the most favored successor of Old Master Lu, he had become a thorn in the side of the entire Lu family.
Everyone hoped he would make a disastrous mistake when it came to marriage.
Under the banquet’s polite surface, undercurrents swirled.
Besides the potential matches chosen by the elderly couple, other relatives had also “carefully” prepared women for Lu Jingchuan.
But he barely spared any of them a glance, not until Jiang Yu appeared.
“Miss, have we met somewhere before?” Lu Jingchuan asked, narrowing his eyes.
Jiang Yu composed herself, then held out her palm. “Young Master Lu, you still owe me a million. Don’t even think about wriggling out of it~”
Lu Jingchuan laughed. “Marry me, and I’ll give you plenty of millions!”
A marriage contract was placed in front of Jiang Yu. One-year term, compensation: a hundred million???!!!
Sign it. Right now!!!
