Xia Mei looked at him incredulously. "What do you mean?"

"That means if you don't obey, you're out of here!" Xia Fan lit another cigarette, which he needed to suppress his inner unrest and excitement.

Fifty million was enough to get him back on his feet, and if Shen Xinglan gave him that money, he could get rid of his present life.

"Mom, look at my brother!" Xia Mei complained to Qi Yahong, who was sitting nearby.

Qi Yahong's eyes were ...