The hands behind her held Su Xinyao tightly.
Hearing his words, Su Xinyao pushed him away in annoyance. "Money, money, money. That's all you think about."
After she spoke, Su Xinyao stepped forward and turned on the light, revealing a somewhat youthful face.
But upon closer inspection, the face bore a slight resemblance to Mr. Su.
He smiled, came over, and sat down to the side. "Sister, why else would I have followed you all the way here, if not for money?"
Su Rui'an reached out, poured a glass of water, and pushed it in front of Su Xinyao.
If Su Tang were here, she might have recognized him from the scant memories she had from the original novel.
This was the son of her aunt from Shanghai Island.
The original novel had described him as having a tear-shaped beauty mark under the corner of his eye, making him very easy to recognize.
"Su Rui'an, I don't care what your objective is. If you want to keep staying here, you'd better behave yourself."
