The two sisters' expressions were flabbergasted.
It was true. Ji Nuan's wallet did not contain much cash. As they had their heart set on the cards, they did not pay any attention to the two thousand yuan inside her wallet, nor did they touch it.
Right now, what Ji Nuan meant was that they wouldn't even have two hundred thousand yuan?
Song Sisi and Song Keke panicked. They turned to look at their mother.
Her aunt's expression worsened. She abruptly raged: "If you didn't plan on leaving us a single cent, what did you come back for?"
"My things are still here. If I don't come back to retrieve them, did you think I would leave them for you?"
When she heard that Ji Nuan really planned on leaving, and did not save them any face, she recalled the promises she had made to her relatives and the dashed hopes to purchase new accommodations. She re-asserted her position as Ji Nuan's senior in her mind and raised her hand to give her a slap.
