"Jiang Tian, ​​let's find a place to talk."

Shen Yunong's face was tense, and her whole aura was as if she had entered a battle state.

Upon hearing that she knew her name, Jiang Tian nodded expressionlessly.

Shen Yunong didn't look for any proper shops, but instead found a secluded corner.

She was afraid of being photographed, as Jiang Tian's appearance was linked to her old scandals.

Shen Yunong lit a cigarette, took several puffs, and after calming down, looked at her eldest daughter.

Her gaze fell on Jiang Tian's legs, her expression indifferent: "Weren't you lame? Now you're all better?"

"You know about my car accident?" Jiang Tian asked calmly.

Shen Yunong scoffed: "I was happy for days about Jiang Yubai going to prison, how could I not know?"

She sized up Jiang Tian, ​​not wanting to say much. This time she had changed to an LV bag, but what remained the same was that she took out a card again.

“There’s 5 million here. Go abroad. I’ll help you contact the country and live a good life there. This money is enough for you to live on for the rest of your life. Don’t come back.”

Jiang Tian stared at her intently: "Why?"

Shen Yunong stomped the cigarette butt under her foot and crushed it out, making her look like a noblewoman again.

"What's the reason? Don't you know why yourself? Your existence is a disgrace to me for the rest of my life. If something happens to you and your identity is exposed, I will lose face along with you."

At this point, Shen Yunong's tone became increasingly disdainful, and her gaze towards Jiang Tian was filled with contempt: "You really inherited your father's genes, always eager to be a mistress. You even steal your own sister's man, you have no shame."