After finding out about the sequence of events, Shi Hanmo did not even have time to react before he ordered his assistant to prepare ten million and rush to the Lan City. At this time, he had long ago been unable to calm down, and could not wait to see the long-missed Su Qinglian.
At night, the cold wind raged on Su Qinglian as she curled up on the cold floor and tightly hugged himself.
"Creak." The door was opened by someone. A man slowly walked in and sat down on a chair.
He kicked Su Qinglian fiercely at his lower abdomen, and glared at the woman who had fallen down, "Su Qinglian, you are really worth a lot of money. Shi Hanmo is so generous to you, seems like you are a person that he cannot underestimate."
Shi Hanmo?
Who is he?
Hearing this name, Su Qinglian's expression was filled with doubt. She painfully held his lower abdomen with one hand and slowly struggled to get up with the other.