Wang Zhi's voice was very cold. He didn't like to poke his nose into the affairs of others but since Mr. Mo had given him such a large sum of money, he would do his best to deliver what was asked of him.
He Xiyan looked at Mo Yixuan in confusion. She kept blinking at him and it was as though a million question marks were swimming in front of her which made her feel a little dizzy.
"I don't remember borrowing any money from you, Mr. Mo…" she said doubtfully as she rubbed at her temples.
She was absolutely sure that she didn't take any loans after she had lost her memory, so could she have borrowed money from this man before she lost her memory? Did he say that she borrowed more than a million dollars from him? What did she want to do with so much money?
The initial excitement in Mo Yixuan's eyes was now replaced with agony. He bit his lips and the agony he felt slowly filled his eyes.
