"Ministry Councilor He, please wait. We won't sell the child anymore. We'll return the money to you. Please wait. I'll find the money for you now."
With that, he went straight to the kitchen and brought out a basin of water.
It was impossible for him to find the money by himself now. Gritting his teeth, he splashed the basin of water on Aunt Wang, who was lying on the bed.
"Ah, ah, ah!"
Aunt Wang jolted awake by the splash. She jumped up from the bed with her face drenched and panted heavily.
However, her waist was hurting after Qian Jiyun kicked her and could not withstand the sudden movement. She immediately screamed like a pig being slaughtered.
"Stop crying!"
Old An could not take it anymore. He threw the basin aside and slapped her again.
"Where's the money? Hurry up and take it out."
"What money?"
Aunt Wang asked in a daze. She did not know what she was doing—she only knew that she was in pain.
