C1057 What 200 Million?

Ms Cai went back to Yang Yilin's room and looked much better. She threw her phone and bag on the sofa. She was obviously in a much higher mood.

"Tell me, how much blood do you plan to lose?"

The dejected Yang Yilin was still sitting in front of the French window. However, he did not smoke anymore. Instead, he drank and filled the floor with pots and cans