After speaking, Lin Banxia drove away.
Lin Shiyi crossed her arms in front of her chest, looking furious: "Mom, look at her, she dares to be so arrogant. How shameless, sitting on our inheritance like this, and she's still in the right, isn't she?"
Cheng Rouyin squinted her eyes: "That dead girl, where could she possibly borrow money from? Three billion, that's an astronomical amount."
"Mom, we don't need to care who she borrows from, as long as she can give us the money, our family can make a comeback." Lin Shiyi seemed to see the day she'd become a wealthy heiress.
Cheng Rouyin also nodded proudly: "Exactly, with this three billion, your father's company will slowly recover."
Lin Banxia drove, and the tears in her eyes finally broke free, streaming down.
She wasn't the Lin Family's biological daughter, and it proved she wasn't truly a granddaughter to her grandparents. Her heart ached as if stabbed with knives.
