"Yes, Yan Mingyao. If you think it's too small, just say it. Anyway, I have a lot of money. It doesn't matter."

"You misunderstood too much." The sound of Yan Mingyao was obviously cold.

Ao Xue stepped on the debris. "Forget it, Sam is half my son. Where are people now? I'll go and congratulate you."

Yan Mingyao immediately grabbed her hand. "What day is it today, when are you not coming, just to make trouble at this time?"

"Making trouble?" Ao Xue sneered, "Oh, now you think I'm a disaster, right, where it appears, it's harmful right."

Yan Mingyao said coldly, "You I know will never do useless work....