Twenty million.
As Lu Xinnuan listened to that cool, clear voice, those three words drifted out, and she was already stunned. Her brain was too frozen to function, even less able to accept Lu Mian's decision.
The financial difficulties of her childhood had always made her very conscious of money. After experiencing a kidnapping incident, her family's situation had become even more dire, where even producing three thousand yuan involved a struggle, leaving them silent in their misery.
And Lu Mian, Lu Mian with twenty million yuan in her grasp, so casually, so airily, so nonchalantly, donated it away.
The feeling was like winning a ten-million-yuan lottery, only to have the ticket torn to shreds right before your eyes!
Had Lu Mian gone mad?
What was she doing?
Couldn't she have used that money for something else, why donate it?!
Even if she had kept some money for the family, why donate it all?!
