"I don't give a damn if you're willing or not. You can have the money or her, not both. If I don't see fifty million tomorrow, you can get ready to collect her corpse!"
As if his roaring wasn't enough, Su Shoukun yanked Grandma Su, who was in his grasp, over to the phone. He shouted at her to say a few words to Su Yuhan to confirm her identity and tell her to bring the money quickly.
Grandma Su had clearly realized her foolish mistake and refused to speak, no matter how much Su Shoukun yelled and cursed at her.
Finally, perhaps because he was hurting her, she couldn't stop herself from letting out a grunt of pain.
Su Yuhan's hands froze. Su Shoukun's tirade hadn't elicited the slightest emotional response from her.
But she couldn't ignore her grandmother's muffled grunt.
Closing her eyes for a moment, Su Yuhan said coldly, "Stop."
