"..." The usually tough Old Madam Ran was actually at a loss for words.
"Let's put an end to this matter," Ran Tong continued, "Give me no more than a month, and don't even mention 50 million, I can get 100 million back as long as you don't cause any more trouble."
Everyone was stunned once again.
"Xiaoyu, are you alright?" Ran Tong finally turned to look at Ran Yu.
Ran Yu shook her head, her expression rather complex.
In this cold old house, she had never expected anyone would stand up for her.
She'd had a muddled past five years, with no shortage of fights and injuries. Getting hurt had been routine, unsightly as it might sound, she had tough skin and could take a few hits without much care, but Ran Tong was different. She had always been the well-behaved girl in the eyes of their elders, raised in comfort, with delicate skin. Just by looking at her expression, one could tell how painful that hit must have been...
