Ye Xinyu shuddered all over.
Lu Zhenzhen suddenly felt listless; some things bullied the weak and feared the strong, the more timid one appeared, the more disdainful she became.
"Stay away from her from now on, got it?"
Ye Xinyu bit her lip without moving; Lu Zhenzhen let go of her collar, and without the support, her body swayed and she started to fall.
Lu Zhenzhen frowned, clicked her tongue impatiently, and turned back to pick up Nan Jiaojiao.
"Let's go, baby."
Nan Jiaojiao picked up the money, one note at a time, walked up to Ye Xinyu, squatted down, and pinched Ye Xinyu's chin, making her look up.
"You..." Ye Xinyu glanced at her, wary of the woman standing behind Nan Jiaojiao, and asked with a tense voice, "What do you want to do?"
Nan Jiaojiao laughed, lifted Ye Xinyu's hand, who recoiled in fear, but Nan Jiaojiao grasped her wrist tightly, and after pulling with some force, once Ye Xinyu stopped struggling, she placed the stack of money in her palm.
