"I've never thought of acknowledging the Ji family. I don't have this thought now, and I won't have it in the future. You don't have to waste your time looking for me in the future.
"Also…"
Qiao Nian picked up the black card.
Ji Hongyuan's eyes flickered, and a disdainful expression was about to flash across his face.
The girl sandwiched the black card between her fingers and returned it to him. The corners of her lips curled up into a knowing coldness, and her voice was dry and hoarse. "I still have some money. Take this back."
Qiao Nian put down the card.
Ji Hongyuan felt as if he had been slapped in the face.
His shrewd old face was a little embarrassed as he watched the girl turn around and leave.
Unable to take it anymore, he slammed the table. "Qiao Nian, I advise you not to do this the hard way!"
At the door, and with her hand at the doorknob, the girl replied without looking back.
