Yan Ruo bit her lower lip and refused to speak.
Yan Han pushed her. "What did you promise me before?"
Yan Ruo said indignantly, "I'm sorry. I was wrong before. I shouldn't have harbored evil thoughts and deliberately harmed you."
"It doesn't matter. Anyway, you've successfully framed me once and you're reaping the consequences," Jiang Yining said with a smile.
Yan Ruo was instantly struck with shame and indignation.
Yan Han stepped forward and placed the artworks he had prepared on the table. "I'm going to mortgage these."
Jiang Yining opened it casually and looked at it. She said lightly, "These are all your most meticulous works. Any one of them can be sold for more than a billion yuan."
There were a total of 20 paintings here, far exceeding the price of 12 billion.
"No matter how precious the artwork is, it can't be compared to family."
Yan Han said.
