Lin Meifang's face was cold. Although she only heard a few words, she understood everything. Qian Lijuan colluded with Hong Kong investors, her so-called son-in-law, to frame Lucas Shen for stealing money, and it was 50,000 yuan.
She and Qian Lijuan had lived in the same yard for 20 to 30 years, and because of Lucas Shen, the two families had been fighting for several years. Qian Lijuan had wronged Lucas Shen before, but those were all minor matters, and they were just for nothing. But this time, she was going to torture her old son to death.
Fifty thousand yuan, such a huge amount, if it is really confirmed, you will have to spend your whole life in prison if you don't lose your head. Don't you, Qian Lijuan, understand that this is a deadly feud? Or do you think that there is no one in my Shen family?
"Ha!" Lin Meifang laughed, and the coldness in her eyes became more obvious: "Hong Kong businessman, Qian Lijuan, you found a good son-in-law, who gave you a betrothal gift of 50,000 yuan right away. Good, very good, I really underestimated you before."
Liu Hai saw the coldness in Lin Meifang's eyes and shuddered for no reason. Lin Meifang seemed to have suddenly become a different person. The gentleness and tenderness of the past disappeared, and an indescribable aura emanated from her. This aura made Liu Hai feel familiar. It was only found in the children of aristocratic families who were born in a large compound. It was very oppressive, sharp and arrogant.
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