Chu Yang's grim gaze fell upon the hemp sack tightly grasped in Li Yuru's mother's hands, "The money in this bag is clearly mine, how did it become your money?"
Li Yuru's father retorted, "You clearly gave us this six hundred thousand just a moment ago."
"Since you gave us the money, of course it's ours now."
Li Yuru's mother quickly nodded and said, "Right! It is ours."
Chu Yang's forbidding eyes fixed on Li Yuru's parents as he snorted coldly, "Hah, if you had honored our agreement, this six hundred thousand would be yours, but now you want to break the agreement and even keep my six hundred thousand for yourselves."
"Hah, as if such good fortune could come so easily!"
Li Yuru's father, stubborn as a pig oblivious to scalding water, snorted, "Humph! Li Yuru is our daughter, we can treat her however we want, and you have no say in it."
Chu Yang, icy as ever, said, "Since you don't want to honor our previous agreement, then return my money to me."
