Gu Jiangnian didn't wait for Song Sizhi to respond, he hung up the phone, glanced at Jiang Muwan, and tossed the cell phone to her.
Jiang Muwan caught the cell phone, touched her nose, and sheepishly said, "Don't keep scaring her."
Song Sizhi is a pitiable kid too, lacking money bent her back.
With her wretched temper, would I have been ground down by Gu Jiangnian if I weren't desperate for money?
The man standing at the counter narrowed his eyes at Jiang Muwan and continued chopping with the knife in his hands, "I seriously doubt whether you might collude with Song Sizhi to murder me and then inherit my wealth."
A lightbulb went off in Jiang Muwan's head and she thought to herself, that's actually not a bad idea.
"How could I? Jokes aside, you can't take them seriously," Jiang Muwan thought one thing but said another.
