Yun Tianwei stretched out his hand, his face somewhat gloomy, "Since you dare to admit it, you should know the consequences of your actions."
"Of course, I know the consequences. But as for you, since I turned you into a roasted suckling pig, you should've just come to me directly. What's the point of going to my wife's office? And what's with bringing two bodyguards? What, did you come to ask me for medical expenses?"
"That's right, I'm here to claim medical expenses from you, one million, and not a penny less..."
"Oh?"
Zhu Bufan suddenly realized and nodded knowingly, very generously pulling out two hundred and fifty yuan from his pocket and tossing it onto Yun Tianwei's body, "So you're here to ask for medical expenses? Isn't it just money? Here, take this two hundred and fifty yuan... consider it your medical fee from me."
"What? Two hundred and fifty yuan?"
Yun Tianwei couldn't help but smile coldly, "Do you take me for a fool?"
"What? Is it too little, Brother Wei?"
