"Lin Hao." Lin Hao smiled and said, "Hello, Uncle."
"Mm."
Sun Hancheng nodded, pulled out a bank card from his pocket, and handed it to Lin Hao, "Lin Hao, about today's incident, I am very sorry. There's five hundred thousand in here. Take it and leave."
Now, this was the only solution Sun Hancheng could think of. He did not want to hurt his daughter's feelings, and even less did he want to hurt a young man's self-respect.
But he had no choice but to do so.
Mo Feng, he could not afford to provoke.
Sun Rilong, even more so.
Angering these two, the Sun Hancheng family would fear there would be no place for them in the Sun Family anymore.
While Mo Feng has not yet spoken, there's still room for maneuver, and the matter must be resolved.
In his view, Lin Hao, being of ordinary birth, would find it very difficult to refuse fifty thousand.
Lin Hao glanced at the bank card in Sun Hancheng's hand.
Lifting his hand, he took it and examined it carefully.
