Hearing these words, Bai Lu's tears wouldn't stop gushing, and she chokedly cried out:
"Bai Jiancheng, have you no shame? Why do you always scheme against me when you're perfectly capable? Over the years, I've given you at least several million. Don't you know how to be content at all?"
"Since you've already given me several millions, what's the difference with this extra hundred thousand? Stop beating around the bush and give me the money now, so both of us can live in peace."
"I won't give it, giving you more money will only harm you," Bai Lu shouted, her emotions running high.
"Oh, you won't give? Tomorrow, I'll make a scene at your beauty salon. I'll kneel in front of your beauty salon's door, so the whole county knows how cold-hearted and rich you are, how you don't even care for your own little brother!" Bai Jiancheng said unabashedly.
Zhang Xiaomeng frowned as he watched the siblings' quarrel, his brow becoming tighter and tighter.
