Huo Zhenxuan gripped Mu Qingran's chin tightly, saying with a sinister tone, "Dream on. Don't even mention one billion, I won't give you a single cent. On what basis do you have the confidence to think I would give you so much money?"
With wide eyes, Mu Qingran retorted: "I don't even have a place to stay now, I don't have a cent on me, and you've harmed me to this state. What does ten billion mean? It's only right for me to ask for twenty billion from you!"
Greedy woman! Huo Zhenxuan scoffed coldly and barked, "Acai!"
Behind him, Acai, carrying Mu Qingran's luggage, moved forward and cautiously placed it at Mu Qingran's feet.
It was all of her luggage brought to Huo Garden after Mu Qingran moved in.
"This is all you deserve. The rest, you get nothing," Huo Zhenxuan huffed and let go of the woman's clothes.
Looking at the pitiful suitcase on the ground, as he was about to leave, Mu Qingran screamed to stop him:
