"Thirty million isn't enough?"
Even Feng Wen Yue, who had been calm a moment ago, was shocked, "Xu Lang, how much have you embezzled?"
"Probably... enough for a large project! Mom, please stop questioning, and quickly think of a way out for me! If I spend the rest of my life in prison, who will look after you in your old age and see you off?"
Xu Lang was certain she wouldn't abandon him, given that he was her only son.
Feng Wen Yue began to panic, "Your mom is just a village woman, how can I help you think of a solution?"
"Wait, we can ask Helian Sulan for more money, maybe that will work."
"Mom, that's impossible, she already needs to consider thirty million, forget about asking for more. Right now, the only plan is..."
Xu Lang leaned close to Feng Wen Yue and whispered something, leaving her dizzy and a bit incredulous, "Young people's relationships are really messy, are you sure this will work?"
