"Yang Chunmei, you heartless thing. You'll die a horrible death!"
Seeing that she could not stop them, Zhang Yufeng was angry and anxious.
She also heard from her son by chance that he had a friend studying in Yizhong and saw Yang Chunmei working in a milk tea shop.
For her son, she usually could not bear to eat good food or even buy new clothes.
She did not expect such a thing to happen.
Now that the other party wanted thirty thousand yuan, she thought that Yang Chunmei would fork out ten thousand yuan.
Unexpectedly, Yang Chunmei rushed back today and packed her things before leaving.
How could she bear this? She had not even received the money yet. How could Yang Chunmei be let go so easily?
Who knew that this girl's tone was so tough now? She actually dared to talk back to her!
Yang Chunmei's eyes were already red. Now, her tears flowed uncontrollably.
