"Su Bei, I told you to keep it for yourself." Tang Yue raised her voice slightly, making it sound sharp.
Su Bei seemed a little reluctant and said, "But I just said that the 67 million yuan you gave won't be returned to you just because you changed your mind. These are things outside the agreement."
Only then did Tang Yue remember the 67 million.
Just thinking about it made her heart ache. Before Su Bei appeared, her business and investments were all profitable. She could be considered rich.
But ever since Su Bei appeared, she had almost lost all her money.
The 60 million loss felt like a knife cutting through her heart.
However, she could not take over Jingbei Square for a loss over such a small sum of money.
She controlled her emotions fiercely. "Forget it. We made a deal that I wouldn't ask for the money back after giving it to you, so you can keep it."
