Li Yancheng barked harshly, "Do you think the Shen family is lacking your petty cash? If Luor is left with any scars, let's see how you're going to handle this!"
The atmosphere at the dining table was already extremely quiet, and Jian An'an had been sitting right beside him, so she could hear every word of the roaring and scolding coming through the phone.
The expression on her face slowly grew calm—calm to the point of a bizarre, inexplicable stillness. The little guy seemed to sense the unusual tension and sat obediently in his chair, not daring to move a muscle.
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