The little girl was right. Her brother was a hooligan. It was not a pity that he was in jail, but it was a pity that Zhou Ningkai's future would be ruined because of those nasty words.
Even though He Sulan felt uncomfortable, for the sake of her son's future, she decided to make concessions.
"That's great. Auntie, since we've reconciled, let's talk about the price!" Su Hanyan.
"Five thousand dollars!" He Sulan demanded an exorbitant price. " Give me a total of 5,000 yuan! "
"You ... Isn't this too much?" Su Dajiang's heart, which had just calmed down, was now raised to his chest again. " Two thousand is already our limit. You want five thousand…"
"Why don't you rob a bank!" Su Hanyan sucked in a breath of cold air. " 5,000 yuan? How could you say that? "