Did he think that he could force him to marry his daughter with the betrothal gift?
He was not the kind of person who would easily agree to marry off his little princess!
Zheng Mohong coughed, and his expression had obviously darkened. He stretched out his hand and knocked on the box that Tan Bengbeng placed in front of him.
"Don't tell me that there are asset registration books, real estate certificates, bank passbooks, and so on. Yanyan is the apple of my eye. Although the Zheng Corporation is not as large as the Mo Corporation, my daughter still doesn't like these things. If you think that you can make me nod my head just because you brought all your wealth over, then I can tell you right now that it's impossible!"
After Zheng Mohong finished speaking, he looked at the two siblings standing in front of him.
Mo Yongheng was calm, while Tan Bengbeng was cold.
The two siblings'auras were different from ordinary people. They were very quiet and unfathomable.
