"Qin Qing, how about this? We won't ask for much. Ye Xiu just needs to give us 100 million, and we'll pretend nothing happened today," Qin Qing's aunt, He Qing, said with a smile.
"One hundred million is a bit too little. I think 20 million per person is more appropriate," Grandma Liu Xiaocui said.
"Grandma has a point. Let's make it 20 million per person then," Qin Anruo said.
Seeing the shameless greed on her family's faces, Qin Qing turned pale with anger. If these people weren't her relatives and elders, she really would have slapped them across the face.
Ye Xiu, on the other hand, wasn't angry. Getting mad at a bunch of trash wasn't worth it.
RUMBLE! RUMBLE!
Just then, the rumbling of a helicopter approached from outside. Immediately after, Sang Qiuyu rushed in, leading dozens of people.
Seeing this, the Qin Family grew anxious.
