"We don't welcome you here, leave immediately!" Jiang Yutong said furiously, disgusted by the way Liu Tongsheng looked at her every time with that kind of eye.
That explicit gaze made her feel sick!
Hearing this, Liu Tongsheng's face turned cold, "Niece, aren't you being a bit too much? Don't forget, when your cripple husband had an industrial injury, who lent you the money for his treatment? When you borrowed the money, I didn't see you being so arrogant."
"We have already repaid your money, what more do you want?" Jiang Yutong said sternly.
"You only repaid the principal; you haven't paid any interest. Niece, don't forget that I loan money at high interest rates. I lent you thirty thousand initially, and now after all this time, the interest has reached more than one hundred thousand," Liu Tongsheng coldly chuckled.
