"He's your uncle," Ye Miaoshan said. "Since you have the means, shouldn't you help?"
For Qiao Yun, it was just a matter of saying one word. How simple, so what's the problem with helping?
"No reason, I won't help," Qiao Yun refused to assist.
This was the Su Family's affair, and she had no reason to get involved.
Ye Miaoshan's anger flared as she rebuked, "All you Lu Family are ingrates! All day long, you just scheme to take the Su Family's shares, and now you won't even help with this little thing."
"Your intentions are not pure, no help."
When Ye Miaoshan heard this, she wanted to curse out loud, but upon locking eyes with Qiao Yun's black pupils that seemed to see through everything, she fell instantly silent.
Seeing that Ye Miaoshan had nothing more to say, Qiao Yun walked past her and got into a taxi.
Ye Miaoshan, watching Qiao Yun's unsympathetic departure, her eyes flashed with venom. She took out her phone and opened a video.
