Hearing Yi Lingcui's words, Crown Prince laughed out loud:
"Haha... Yi Lingcui, you're way too polite! After all, I come from the Hateful Sky Gang, and you are well aware of my affection for you!"
"How about it, how are you considering now? Repaying a million in usury isn't as simple as you think, is it, my dear lady?"
Crown Prince seemed to be accustomed to Yi Lingcui's expression, with a wicked smile on his lips right now, particularly as he eyed the sultry figure beneath her Latin dance dress, a hint of heat flashing in his eyes:
"Yi Lingcui! When I, Cai Wenliang, was one of the Eight Great Vajra in the Hateful Sky Gang, I was always pursuing you. And when you and your father came to Singapore, everyone else turned a blind eye to you, but I, Cai Wenliang, was willing to lend you money to treat your father's illness!"
With these words, the wickedness and playfulness at the corners of Cai Wenliang's mouth became more pronounced:
