"You worthless girl, I'm asking you a question, did you not hear me? Where's the money?" Zhou Lanfang's eyes bulged like copper bells, seeing Shen Mianmian ignore her, her anger surged rapidly.
"What money?"
"The money you took this morning."
"I took my own money, what's that to you?"
"You are my flesh and blood, how can you say that money has nothing to do with me?" Zhou Lanfang, not caring that there were others present, gnashed her teeth and pointed at Shen Mianmian, "Bring out the money right now, or I'll beat you to death. If I knew you were like this from the start, I would have smashed you to death when you were little."
Zhou Lanfang deeply regretted not taking the opportunity to get rid of the little bastard quietly when Shen Jianhua wasn't at home.
"It's too late for regrets now." Shen Mianmian watched Zhou Lanfang with cold detachment, reminding her of how Zhou Lanfang had looked right before she killed her in her previous life.
