"I'm telling you, if you don't hand over the money, I'll go to your workplace and make a scene."
Chuzheng opened her eyes and saw a somewhat sharp and sour face.
This face belonged to a woman.
At this moment, the woman was pointing at her and yelling.
"What are you staring at? All these years, I've fed you and clothed you, and now when I ask for some money, you make it so difficult."
Not knowing what was going on, Chuzheng didn't make a sound.
The woman let out a cold snort.
"You better get the money together quickly, or you'll face the consequences. I'll come for it in a few days. Do you hear me, dead girl!"
After dropping those words, the woman left in a fury.
Squeak—
A young woman leaned against the door, observing the room before stepping out once she confirmed it was empty.
