An Sijia took off her mask and threw it into the trash can by the bed, and tossed her handbag onto the bed.
"Mom, I want to kill that bitch, I must kill that little bitch."
Seeing An Sijia stomping her feet in frustration, Sun Xuehui quickly asked, "Which little bitch? What exactly happened?"
"Who else but that little bitch An Ran, Mom, do you know that everything yesterday was done by An Ran's handiwork? It must have been her, she must have told Sun Wangbei to intentionally mess with me."
Thinking about her visit to Boss Wu, An Sijia was practically fuming with anger.
She had been thinking, after all, Boss Wu slept with her, Boss Wu's wife even hit her, and the An Family had already sued.
Shunfeng Company isn't big, but making Boss Wu cough up twenty to thirty million shouldn't be a problem. When the time comes, she would use this as a reason: give money to withdraw the lawsuit, no money then accuse him of r***.
