"Really?" Lin Dongmei's voice sounded surprised: "Is Yu Han with you? Why don't you invite him over for dinner too?"
"You want money again?" Yan Xia asked coldly.
"What do you mean 'again'? The money you gave the other day was for Yan Huan, but you still haven't given me any money." Lin Dongmei's voice cooled as she spoke.
"What do you do at home all day?"
"Me? I don't do anything."
"Then why don't you go out and earn money?" Yan Xia asked coldly.
Upon hearing this, Lin Dongmei exploded: "I'm old already, and you want me to go out and make money? You have such a rich boyfriend, can't you be filial some..."
Yan Xia hung up before she could finish.
She realized that talking to Lin Dongmei was a complete waste of time.
More than a decade of hard life had turned Lin Dongmei into a rogue.
How could one reason with a rogue?
The wheels were moving, and more than two hours later, Yan Xia arrived at the Supreme Entertainment City.