Lin Shuyun was trembling all over, filled with anger and humiliation, as if there was a ball of energy rampaging inside her chest, ready to explode at the slightest provocation.
But she couldn't make a scene, not because she was afraid, but because she didn't want to embarrass herself further.
The little bitch actually had a backup plan!
She was unresponsive for a long while. Ye Congjie took out her phone. "I'll pay. Every expense made by the Ye family has to be clear and clean. Nan Jiaojiao, tell me the amount, and your aunt will give it to you."
Nan Jiaojiao: "Eight hundred thousand."
"Eight hundred thousand..." Ye Congjie looked down, operating on her phone, and sneered, "Just for this small amount of money, a whole face is lost."
Nan Jiaojiao received the transfer but didn't click on it. "It's too much."
