"You...!" His daughter, whom he had raised for twenty years, spoke to him like this for the first time, and Father Ye immediately felt a wave of embarrassment.
"Oh, who would have thought! Looks so frail on the outside, but has such a sharp tongue! Not bad, I like it!" Saying this, the mob boss sitting behind the desk slowly stood up, hefted his thick body, and walked over step by step, grinning with a mouth full of yellow teeth, leering, "Ye Shan, how about this, I don't want that fifty million, just give me your daughter!"
As the words fell, everyone present was taken aback.
Ye's mother forgot to cry, pulled Ye Anxin behind her, and stood in front of her, fearing that these few would suddenly do something to her.
