C577 Your Money Is My Money

At this moment, Jiang Nuannuan's feet were on the coffee table. She was holding an apple in her hand and eating it vigorously. Her eyes were full of evil smiles.

She did not even need to think to know how miserable Yun Zhijin was right now.

In the afternoon, Soong Wenyan handed Yun Zhijin's card to her and let her spend it freely.

Jiang Nuannuan naturally did not stand on ceremony