Shen Zhiyi had already lost the pure and unresilient temperament she possessed two years ago, her face painted with heavy makeup, and her eyes full of the fame, fortune, and ambition she aspired to climb toward, having lost her original aspirations.
Just like that, one couldn't see the visage that belonged to a world's female protagonist.
Ji Tian didn't have any other thoughts, just a sigh, thinking that if her third brother were still around, he probably wouldn't be attracted to her anymore.
Perhaps Ji Tian's gaze made her uncomfortable, Shen Zhiyi bit her lip, her brows tightly furrowed, "What's with that look in your eyes? My net worth isn't less than yours! I have the capital to go against your Ji Family."
Ji Tian raised her eyebrows indifferently, "Really? Can you transfer five million to me first to show your strength?"
Shen Zhiyi's face turned a purplish hue from anger.
Ji Tian truly remained as annoying as ever!
