Xia Lihua reached into her Chanel bag and pulled out stacks of banknotes, tossing them toward Xia Liyan's hands. "Take that and get lost."
Xia Liyan stared at the rubber-banded bundle of notes in her hand, bewildered.
"Don't you and your mother love money?"
With a bang, Xia Liyan slammed the bundle of money on the table, her emotions getting the better of her. Her face twisted with anger and distress, feeling called out by Xia Lihua's taunting words. "Ding Feng, do you see how vicious this girl is? How could you bring her here?"
Ding Feng, who had remained silent throughout the exchange, cast a disapproving glance at Xia Liyan. "Did you come here with the intention of provoking Xiao Lihua?"
Ding Feng's stern look caught Xia Liyan off guard and she faltered for a moment before defending herself. "We..I j-just wanted to talk to her," she stammered. "When did we provoke her? Wasn't it her who provoked cousin Mengrui first?"
