"What are you afraid of? Have you not heard that money makes the world go round? The Ye Family has fallen, but we still have the Ye Mansion. As long as we sell the Ye Mansion, won't we have money to bail out Zifeng?" Mentioning the auction of the Ye Mansion, Wen Meilan's eyes flashed with a glint of gold as if she saw stacks of US dollars.
Her initial intention of joining the Ye Family was for money. Who would have thought that Ye Zhongming, that wretched man, would be wary of her until his death, leaving everything to Su Mei's daughter, Ye Shu, even the property deed for the Old Mansion was in Ye Shu's name.
Now, with Zifeng in trouble, it was the perfect time to target the Ye Mansion.
"The market value of the Ye Mansion is worth at least a hundred million. Wen Meilan, what kind of bail do you think requires a hundred million?"
Ye Shu's chilling voice sounded.
Wen Meilan looked up and saw the cold-eyed Ye Shu, her heart skipped a beat, feeling somewhat shaky.
