At noon, Ye Leng'an had already received the 250 million USD from the Shu family. As she looked at the bank balance on her phone, she promptly dialed Huangfu Ruiling's number.
"An'an," Huangfu Ruiling's voice, laced with tenderness, greeted her as soon as the call connected. "Is there something you need?"
"Hey handsome, how about going for a meal?" Ye Leng'an's tone was cheerful. "I had a big win today and I'm in a great mood! Whatever you feel like eating, it's on me."
Huangfu Ruiling couldn't help but chuckle upon sensing her good spirits. "It seems like you're in a good mood today! Did you stumble upon some money?"
"Hehe, it's the Shu family in Jin City," Ye Leng'an replied with a mischievous smile. "You remember them, right? Old Master Shu's illness. Shu Hui approached me today, and I've promised to extend Old Master Shu's life by three months for a treatment fee of 500 million USD."