Yang Ming sneered and said, "Oh, you are Su Shiliang's son! Wrong. So Su Shiliang is your son. By the way, your son owes me ten million dollars?

"My son owes you ten million dollars?" Su Minghua asked a little incredulously.

Zhu Yating said, "Yes, your son and my husband bet on stones. When they bet, they say that anyone loses loses 10 million yuan. They don't give 10 million seats to climb around the market. Later, when they lose, they don't give money or climb around, they play a trick."

"Oh, that's what it used to be, but my son is sick now. I heard you are a great...