Bo Ziqi glanced at her before lowering his head to light a cigarette.
Smoke rose between the two of them, and his gaze was deep and unreadable.
After a long while, he finally spoke, "Who allowed you to call me your brother-in-law?"
Su Ruanruan saw the disdain in his eyes and asked, "Then what should I call you?"
Bo Ziqi narrowed his eyes. He put the cigarette between his lips, took out a checkbook, and wrote a number on the wall.
With a rip, he passed it to Su Ruanruan. "Two million dollars. You know what to do!"
Su Ruanruan lowered her head to look at the check. After a moment, she looked up at Bo Ziqi. "I want 50 million."
"You have a big appetite." Bo Ziqi's eyes were filled with disgust.
Su Ruanruan said softly, "My third sister's feelings are worth that much."
"But you're not worth that much," Bo Ziqi replied coldly.
His voice turned colder. "There's no point in staying in the family! There's no place for you."
