"Alright." Su Hanyan raised her hands in agreement. " These two people just need to be taught a lesson. If we teach them a lesson, they'll be in peace! "
After chatting in the courtyard for a while, Su Hanyan saw that the sun outside was not as scorching anymore and the temperature was slightly lower. She left the Su family's house without alerting anyone.
After visiting Old Mr. and Old Mrs. Jin, she went to the Yan family to return Yan Yi the money.
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Downstairs of the Yan residence.
Yan Yi looked at the thick stack of 100 yuan bills, a trace of pride flashing in her eyes. It was not a loss to exchange an inkstone for 10,000 yuan. The key was that her move had planted a thorn in the hearts of the Jin family.
This thorn was still small. As time passed, this thorn would take root in the hearts of the Smith family…Once it accumulated to a certain extent, it would become a grudge in their hearts, and one day, it would erupt like a volcano.
