Wang Lan raised her eyebrows, looking at the woman in front of her faintly. Although the woman was well-conserved, there were indeed many wrinkles around the corners of her eyes. Han Xue, said to be about thirty years old, was no more than an old leftover girl.
Such woman was even older than He Xiyan. Not blind after all, Mr. Ye could definitely find a younger one.
Besides, how could she possibly give them back half a million yuan? It was illegal for them to hire murderers, thus they could not get the money back with the help of the law. Then, whether to return it totally depended on her own. What was more, she had planned to use the money to make a down payment for small house.
