"Why? Are you willing to pay?" she asked tentatively.
"I can give you some." Ji Yuanyuan smiled faintly.
"No!" Ji Zixuan, who was beside her, anxiously stopped her. "Yuanyuan, you can't."
People like them, once they gave money, it would be a bottomless pit.
They had tasted the sweetness and would not give up.
Therefore, they couldn't make a move, no matter how much trouble they made.
Ji Yuanyuan looked at him. "Brother, you don't have to worry about it."
Huang Weiwei could probably tell that Ji Yuanyuan had other plans, so she quietly tugged at the corner of his shirt.
Wang Meiling was agitated and regretted her words of slandering Ji Yuanyuan.
She added, "You're still the most considerate girl. You even feel sorry for Daddy. We have no choice. We can't just watch your father die, right? Although my son is not your father's biological son, he has always treated him as his biological father."
