"You wasted three hundred thousand dollars." Fang Lilan was angered to the point where it seemed like there were new wrinkles on her already aging face. "Xinxin, Bai Qinghao's money has already been returned. Do you know how large of a sum three hundred thousand dollars is to the Fang family right now?"
Fang Xinxin's mocking smile deepened. "My father is on the hospital bed right now, but both of you are uninterested in his well being. Instead, you are clinging onto the matter of the three hundred thousand dollar clothes, refusing to let go. All I did was buy some clothes for Fang Manxue, didn't I? Since our second uncle said he would pay, and agreed to buy them for Fang Manxue, what right do you have to criticise me?"
"You…" Fang Lilan was stifled with anger. "You damn child! You wasted so much money, yet you're speaking as though you're in the right."
