"Calm down, it's not just about money." The strong resentment from the other party hit Xu Xiaoyou suddenly, giving her a shiver, and she hurriedly raised her hand in panic.
"If it's not about the money, then whose pocket did the money from the performances go into? Whose money have you been using these days?"
Tang Xin still smiled sweetly, the brightness in her eyes unchanged, but she silently increased the force in her hand.
"Oh~ so you're saying you've been using my money, is my support that good? Give me back the money."
"At least not entirely!"
Xu Xiaoyou immediately felt a sense of crisis squeezing out from every pore of her body. To avoid being really strangled by Tang Xin, her brain quickly turned, and she finally thought of a clever explanation, hastily continuing to speak.
"I did it to get you back on stage, so people could hear your voice again!"
Tang Xin was taken aback by these words, her gaze flickered, and she silently released her hand.
