As Han Jingnian's stiff voice reached Xia Wan'an's ears, his ears gradually turned red: "Can you... help me return the money to Zhang Cheng?"
The car suddenly fell silent, so quiet that one could faintly hear the soft sound of the air conditioning.
In such quietness, Han Jingnian's ears grew redder, and even his sitting posture became increasingly stiff.
Having lived so long, always treating money as just numbers, he actually ended up worrying about money one day!
When he initially transferred the Han Family and all his assets to her to have her stay with him, he should have stashed some private cash... Now he was like a penniless young wife, awkwardly asking his spouse for money...
Han Jingnian, seeing that Xia Wan'an hadn't spoken for a long time, felt increasingly embarrassed and humiliated. Just as he was about to say, "Forget it, I'll think of another way to make money," Xia Wan'an, stunned by his words, suddenly burst out laughing in front of Han Jingnian: "Hahaha..."
