Unexpectedly, Ye Jingli let out a cold laugh upon hearing this and looked at the finance minister as if he were a fool.
"What on earth are you thinking? Once the money's in my pocket, it's naturally my money. How can you call it your money? As for your issues, what do they have to do with me? It's not like I'm worried about the company's money. You can handle it however you like."
Witnessing Ye Jingli's indifferent attitude, and just as she was pulling the door open to go inside, Zhang Shuai, with no other options left, blocked Ye Jingli with a vicious expression on his face.
"Back then, I was the one who gave you the money, and you said you would pay it back."
Hearing this, Ye Jingli put her hands on her hips and looked at Zhang Shuai in front of her without a trace of sympathy, only anger.
"I just took a bit of money, so what? Besides, I'm the Young Mistress of the Xiao Mansion. How could I be short of this bit of money?"
