Only Huo Aiguo and Song Xiumei could hear her last sentence.
Song Xiumei could feel the gentleness on Huo Aiguo's face. She heaved a sigh of relief. She had finally managed to coax the old man.
Perhaps it was because Huo Aiguo gave Song Xiumei a gentle look, which encouraged her to follow Huo Jiling and the two jade shop owners to pay the bill. Although Song Xiumei still looked like she was in pain every time she swiped her bank card, she still did it.
After all, Song Xiumei had helped Li Muyao spend nearly five million yuan on the pile of broken stones at the entrance of the three shops.
He had wanted to see Li Muyao make a fool of herself, but before he could even start, he had already spent nearly five million yuan. The price of watching this joke was a little high.
