Chapter 12: The Era of Face-Slapping Reborn Woman
Lin Anjie cried from the beating, her sobs quiet and fragmented, a sound so soft yet unbearably heartbreaking.
Wang Cuixhua felt a pang of pity and tugged at Lin Aiguo's arm.
Lin Aiguo, with a face ashen as iron, shook off Wang Cuixhua's hand and pointed at Lin Anjie: "Fine, I'll go to the Su family shortly and ask if it was indeed Su Zhiqiang who gave you the money."
Once he said that, Lin Anjie was genuinely filled with terror.
While crying, she fell to her knees with a thump: "Dad, I took it, it was me."
Lin Aiguo lifted his foot, intending to kick Lin Anjie away.
But when he raised his foot, he couldn't bring himself to do it.
"This isn't all the money."
Lin Aiguo spread the money in his hand: "Where did you spend the rest?"
"I... I spent it."
At this moment, Lin Anjie would absolutely not confess that some of the money was with Anning; she could only admit to this setback: "I used it to buy things."
