n-chen didn't speak, nor did he eat. 。He kept slicing the steak, cutting it into evenly sized pieces, and then he brought the whole plate to Qin Jingwen's face, moving her steak to his side. 。 “I did...is face had already darkened, his brows furrowed together, looking like he was at his limit. 。forty-five million 。“Qin Jingwen raised the sign again, but it didn't reach the expected fifty million. S...