Lin Yanrong immediately fell silent, not understanding what was wrong with her husband. Her son was fine. Why was he giving away money like that?
However, although she was angry, she did not dare to say another word.
Qin Xi smiled and spread her hands. She blinked her big innocent eyes and said, "Mr. Ye, I want cash. You have less than two and a half hours left. This money…"
"Yanrong, go and get five million yuan. Be quick." Ye Yinghao took out the checkbook in his hand and wrote it down with a few strokes. He tore it off and handed it to Lin Yanrong.
Lin Yanrong took the check and was hesitating whether to go or not when she heard Ye Yinghao shout, "Go. Do you want to see your son die?"
"Oh, okay, I'll go now." Lin Yanrong was shocked and panicked.