An Lan remained silent, just looking toward An Guohua.
"Don't expect dad to speak up for you. If it's one billion, then it's one billion—not a cent less. An Lan, I bet you never imagined this day would come when you made the bet."
An Yuxian thought back to the scene where An Lan had insulted her in the An family home, and her heart filled with humiliation and hatred. She was just a vile person without a mother. What right did she have to be superior to herself? If it weren't for Director Huo… This vile woman would still be under some man right now.
But it was just a mere fifty million.
If An Lan could earn it, so could she. And she wouldn't rely on any man to do so.
"However, if you really don't have it, I can also give you a few extra hours to call Director Huo now and ask for money. My dear sister, if Director Huo dotes on you so much, he surely won't refuse you this small amount of money."
An Yuxian's words were full of cold sarcasm.
