"Alright, both of you stop arguing now." Liu Ruyan interjected.
Liu Ruyan took the cheque and placed it in front of Xia Yangyang's table. "Yangyang, don't be mad. Weiwei is still young and naive, and she's not too sharp either, but she means well. Since this money has caused you trouble, take it back. Even in the hardest times, Shengyuan never stooped as low as lacking 5 million."
Although Liu Ruyan spoke softly, each sentence was laced with barbs.
By blaming it on youthful ignorance, she had easily dismissed Xia Weiwei's absurd actions.
It seemed more about blaming her for standing by and doing nothing.
Xia Liangdong was also frustrated and confused.
The Xia Family used to be immensely wealthy. When did they ever fall so low as to argue over 5 million?
With a certain impatience, Xia Liangdong said: "Yangyang, take this money and return it to Ah Chen. After all, this is our family's issue, we really shouldn't bother him."