President, Mrs. is dancing on your grave with five little babies.

Bai Xue suddenly became alert, "What do you want to do? Is it to use my money to repair the hole?"

After following Yan Kuan for so many years, she did have some savings.

But if she were asked to take it out, she really couldn't do it.

After all, she was just a mistress, and she lived a life of fear. She might be abandoned one day, so she had to leave a way out for herself!

"Your money," Yan Kuan corrected impatiently, "That's all what I gave to you. You pay it back to me first. After I get through this difficulty, I will naturally pay it back to you."

"But." Bai Xue wanted to continue.

But Yan Kuan had already taken action, grabbing the bag she placed next to her, pouring out all the contents, and finally found the bank card.

"Okay, the password is your birthday, right? I'm going to withdraw the money now. You wait for me at home." Yan Kuan said, standing up.

When he arrived at the entrance, he remembered something again and turned to tell Bai Xue, "Don't you still have a lot of brand-name bags? Sell them all and put this house up for sale."

Bai Xue's eyes widened in surprise, "Then where do we live?"

"You can just go out and rent a house," Yan Kuan replied, "I find that you are becoming more and more pretentious now. When you first got together with me, you said that you can endure hardships and are not afraid of being wronged."

Now she is just asked to rent a house temporarily for a few days, and she is so wronged?

"Then have you ever thought about how my son and I will live if you can't stand up and take away my money and house?" Bai Xue asked.

Snapped!

Before Bai Xue finished speaking, a crisp slap sounded.

She was hit directly to the side of the head, staggered several times, and almost fell to the ground.

"What nonsense are you talking about? How could I not turn over? Stop saying such unfavorable words, otherwise I won't care about you when I get rich!"

Yan Kuan's eyes were so anxious now that he couldn't bear to hear anyone say bad things about him.

He slapped Bai Xue and spat, "Bah, think about it. If it weren't for me, you wouldn't have the good life you have today. I really don't know how to be grateful at all."

After the beating and scolding, Yan Kuan walked away.

Bai Xue slowly walked to the living room and sat down. Her eyes were numb. She took out her mobile phone and dialed a number.

After a few beeps, the phone was connected.

On the other end of the phone was Mr. Jin's familiar, kind and gentle voice, "Baixue, what's wrong?"

"Mr. Jin, just now Yan Kuan robbed me of my savings and asked me to sell the house. I'm probably going to sleep on the side of the road." Bai Xue became more and more aggrieved as she talked and started crying.

Mr. Jin sighed, "You should have thought it through a long time ago. If he really loved you, he wouldn't have kept you outside and let you raise the child alone."

Loving someone is not just about giving them a good life.

Yan Kuan likes Bai Xue because he likes to raise her as his own.

The only person he really cares about is himself.

So when he was rich, Yan Kuan could treat Bai Xue well.

When you run out of money, your true colors will be revealed.

When Bai Xue heard this, she cried even more sadly, "Then what should I do now?"

"Don't be sad. I'll give you a sum of money. Now, take your children and leave Nancheng, and don't come back again." Mr. Jin said.

A glimmer of hope finally ignited in Bai Xue's heart, "Mr. Jin, do you mean to ask me and my children to join you?"

"I'm a half-buried old man. Why do you want to join me?" Mr. Jin laughed.