"It's you?!" Cheng Hao exploded when he heard her voice. "You're the one who crippled Du'er?"
"Five hundred thousand."
Nian Yue threw her backpack over. There was a bank card in her hand. "The password is 6-0. Wang Zhizhi's debt is all here."
She held the bank card between her index finger and middle finger. Before he could do anything, the bank card was thrown onto the table behind Cheng Hao.
"Do you think you can borrow money as you wish and return it as you wish?" Cheng Hao sneered. He took out a pistol from his waist and played with it casually. You attacked An Ran with a stool and crippled Du'er's arm. Do you think you can leave here alive?"
He wondered why this little girl looked so familiar. Now he remembered. Previously, Cheng Anran had suffered grievances in school and was assaulted by someone with a stool. She had been stitched up more than ten times, and the Cheng family could not even demand an explanation!
