"Heh," Caiyun couldn't help but sneer, "Just because you don't want it, does that mean I don't want it either? Anyway, the money was already given last time, and the relationship is severed. From now on, we have nothing to do with each other!"
"So, please leave now, or I'll have the staff throw you out."
Caiyun said firmly.
At her words, the old lady and Zhiyong's expressions finally started to falter.
Because Caiyun had already said many harsh words in succession, her attitude was very resolute, giving them no chance at all.
"Caiyun, don't be too much! I spoke to you nicely with your brother, and this is your attitude? I've raised you for so many years; can I be dismissed with just a hundred thousand?" The old lady, seeing that the soft approach was ineffective, immediately became sharp and sarcastic.
The idea that mere money could handle the issue exposed her true thoughts completely.
