At the thought of her casual gesture morphing into her having to pay millions or even tens of millions of dollars, Su Yurou gulped and felt her heart falling into an ice cavern.
Her father had told her how they were in financial distress recently. Since the day Gu Zihang divorced her, she had been unable to lead a luxurious life, what more to fork out money so easily?
If she couldn't get enough money, would Jiang Xuecheng want her hand?
Su Yurou did not doubt the extent Jiang Xuecheng would go to because he was indeed a man who could do such thing.
As she thought, the image of a bloody arm appeared in Su Yurou's mind. Her slender body shook like a fallen leaf.
Such a horrifying scene immediately scared Su Yurou and she turned pale. She hugged her arms tightly and in her eyes were unconcealed fear.
What should she do? It was now Friday afternoon. Where could she get so much money before Sunday?
