Where Is Your Hand Touching

Zhang Qiang's first response was to beg for mercy. "I don't need it, I don't need it! Grandaunt, please give me a break! I was possessed and spouting nonsense before, there’s no way I would dare accept your money!"

"Who says I'm going to give you money?" Ning Xi kicked him.

Zhang Qiang rolled to this feet quickly, his face full of innocence. "But didn't you just say…"

This temperamental person in front of him was really driving him mad.

Ning Xi looked at him coldly. "Wait at home to hear from me. As long as you behave yourself, there’ll be lots of money waiting for you. Otherwise…"

Ah? She wanted to contact him again? Hadn’t he already given everything to her? Shouldn't their paths no longer cross anymore? Why was he still being badgered? He didn't want money! He wanted his life more!

Zhang Qiang had a lot of bitter complaints, but could only thank her profusely as he saw her off.