"You..." The man hadn't expected Ye Ranran to be so tough, and he got so angry that he stuck his head out of the car window. Suddenly, he seemed to think of something, and a knowing smile appeared on his face, "I get it, you're definitely after money, aren't you?"
"Tell me, how much do you want? I can afford it."
"Twenty million." Ye Ranran replied unapologetically.
Given her worth nowadays, twenty million was actually asking for too little.
The man's hand, which was holding the wallet, paused, and he stuck his head out of the car window again, "What did you say you want?"
Could he have misheard?
"Twenty million." Ye Ranran clarified distinctly, fearing he might not hear clearly, she increased her volume significantly.
"So full of energy, you must not have been hurt anywhere, right? You're asking for twenty million just like that? Are you made of gold?" How shameless can you be?