Zhang Shiping just quietly stared at Ma, until Ma's Throat kept swallowing nonstop.
"Ma, we've dealt with each other for quite a while. This time I'm choosing to believe you." Zhang Shiping said calmly, "But don't say I didn't give you a chance. This girl is my Niece, my actual Niece.
And your people have already gotten so arrogant they want to ruin my Niece's face and get some drunk to drive a Car and kill her.
That really makes me angry."
When Zhang Shiping said the word "angry," his eyes couldn't help turning cold.
And Ma suddenly understood everything.
Without waiting for Mr. Ma to speak, Zhang Shiping went on, "I'll give you Half an hour, after that the offer expires.
Alright, you can go out now."
Mr. Ma secretly glanced at Du Xuejing, then looked again at Du Heng.
Just from their faces you could tell Zhang Shiping was lying—this Girl in front of them should be a relative of the man next to her who hadn't said a word.
