Wu Deyong smiled satisfactorily: "You are sensible, so now you go to the bank with me to withdraw money!"

Chen Yuan whined twice and pointed to her mouth.

"No noise, you know!" Wu Deyong knocked Chen Yuan's back with the handle of a knife fiercely, without any intention of pitying the jade.

Chen Yuan's eyebrows were wrinkled with pain. What kind of man is this? She started on a weak woman.

Fortunately, Wu Deyong loosened the hand that covered Chen Yuan's mouth. Chen Yuan only felt a stink coming from the tip of her nose and was so tired that she wanted to vomit heavily.

"How much do you want?"...