C85 Don't Touch Her with Your Dirty Hands!

Lu Xiaoxia looked at the battered man tied to the chair with a complicated gaze.

She originally thought that her heart was like dying embers towards this foster father, but now that she saw him being beaten up like this, her heart couldn't help but ache.

"This is two hundred thousand yuan, not a single cent less. You order it." Mr Xi threw the briefcase in front of the knife-scarred man