Su Ningyan watched as his fist became smeared with blood, she was frightened, wanting to rush over and embrace him.
The next moment, Zhuo Junyue already walked towards her fiercely, "Su Ningyan, don't think I won't hit a woman, I don't follow such rules here."
"Uncle, your hand is bleeding."
Upon hearing her call him "uncle", Zhuo Junyue became even more infuriated, "Shut up, don't call me uncle."
Zhuo Junyue picked up his suit from the ground, took out his wallet and threw a black card at her, "Su Ningyan, from today, you can only keep me company. Whatever money you want, you can have."
Su Ningyan looked down at the bank card, then raised her head to look at Zhuo Junyue, "I can really have any amount of money I want?"
She wasn't greedy, as long as she could save An An and her little brother, that would be enough.
Her words successfully made Zhuo Junyue even more exasperated.
