Fang Jiaxin was also shocked, and she swallowed even more: "Mr. Ye...Mr. Ye...I...I have no control over property in the Liu family..."

"It's okay." Ye Chen waved his hand: "You go buy it first, how much does it cost, and I'll reimburse you for the invoice. If you don't have the money to advance, it doesn't matter. After you have a look, call me and I'll arrange someone to go and check out."

Liu Jiahui became more and more frightened. He knelt on the ground and said with a repentant face: "Mr. Ye, I sincerely regret it. Please give me another chance. We can discuss the specific number..."

Ye Chen smiled slightly: "Mr. Liu, there is no need to say this anymore. I don't want any of your money. Just go on the road with peace of mind. Don't worry about the rest."

Liu Jiahui was so scared that he burst into tears. He felt that if Ye Chen really wanted his own life, he would not have a chance to survive. Even if he had a billion yuan in wealth, Wan Pojun had ten thousand ways to kill him in one day.

Thinking of this, his desire to survive was instantly full and he said in great pain: "Mr. Ye... I promise... I can't promise you? I've made 20 billion yuan in ten years, and I will definitely find a way to get it together even if I sell it."

Ye Chen looked at him with interest and asked curiously: "Mr. Liu, didn't you just say that you might as well kill you directly than to ask for your money? Why did you change your mind so quickly?"

Liu Jiahui cried and said, "Mr. Ye, I haven't lived enough yet... Please give me a chance..."

Ye Chen snorted and said, "I have given you the opportunity just now, but you can't grasp it."

Liu Jiahui was extremely frightened and cried loudly: "Mr. Ye... How do you want to be satisfied with it?... As long as you can stay in the next one, you agree to whatever you say..."

Liu Jiahui cried out at the top of his lungs, not like an old man in his fifties and successful career.

And at this moment, the door was suddenly pushed open, and a hurried voice came: "Dad, what's wrong with you?"

Ye Chen frowned slightly, and he knew without turning around that it was Liu Manqiong who came.

But Ye Chen didn't understand that Liu Manqiong should be sold in Tsim Sha Tsui in Japan, and I don't know why he suddenly appeared at the airport.

When Liu Jiahui saw his daughter coming, he was ecstatic, as if he had caught a life-saving straw, and cried and shouted: "Manqiong, but please save your father! Mr. Ye wants his father's life, and you should plead for him no matter what you say..."

Liu Manqiong looked at Ye Chen in shock and blurted out: "Mr. Ye, what's going on?"

Ye Chen turned around, looked at Liu Manqiong, and said seriously: "Sorry, Miss Manqiong, I have to settle some old accounts with your father."

While rushing over to pull Liu Jiahui up, Liu Manqiong stared at Ye Chen with wide eyes and questioned: "Mr. Ye, my dad said you want his life. Is this true?"

Ye Chen shrugged his shoulders and said, "Miss Manqiong, I don't want his life. I just want him to give me an explanation, but he was afraid that I would like to ask his money, so he took the initiative to apologize for death. Perhaps for Mr. Liu, money is more important than life."
Chapter completed!