He gripped tighter and powerful, her face turned pale in pain.
Mo Yixuan arched his lips coldly. There was no sympathy on his grim face, only disgust. Until today, he found that he hated the woman so much.
He retracted his hand suddenly, he took out a pack of cigarettes from his pocket, sat on the sofa, lit up one.
"What do you mean?" Xia Yuwei was in a towering rage when she couldn't get the response from him.
Mo Yixuan lowered his eyes, blew out the smoke from his mouth continuously, he was extremely irritating.
"I am not going to give you money anymore in the future. You may buy something or transfer money to others. Please earn it yourself." After a while, he said something that would have been crazy for a woman.
As he finished, Xia Yuwei stared with round eyes and with a fear and surprise expression.
"Mo Yixuan!" He Xiyan shouted angrily with a sharp voice.
Li Qin's eardrum was nearly burst.
