บท 124: 078: Tortured to the point where not even dregs remain! _1

"Even the cheapest clothes in the mall were over thirty yuan apiece, close to Liu Juan's monthly salary, so how could she afford to buy them?

But now it's different, their family has money. They could afford not just one, but even ten items!

Early the next morning, Liu Juan woke up Liu Xiangxiang.

As the only daughter in the family, Liu Xiangxiang was pampered and loved at home. She responded angrily, "Can't you let me sleep in a bit? Are you summoning spirits?"

Liu Juan laughed, "Don't be upset. Get dressed, we are going to your aunt's house."

Aunt?

She has an aunt?

At this point, Liu Xiangxiang froze, screaming, "You woke me up so early, and it isn't to go to that rural bumpkin's house, is it?"

"Hmm." Liu Juan nodded.

"Mom, you must have a fever!" Liu Xiangxiang reached out to touch Liu Juan's forehead, "Didn't we already sever ties with that bumpkin?"

Liu Juan laughed and told her daughter what had happened, instructing: