Delicate mother of a villian

Just as Xia An was depressed thinking about how she would compensate for the liquidated damages left by the original owner, her cell phone rang.

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“Two … fifty thousand.”

Originally Han Yue only wanted to give her 200,000, but he heard that Xia An seemed to be a little short on money. In case it was less, the girl would not be willing. He added 50,000.

Whoever dreamed of it, even if he reported 50,000 to her, it could not satisfy her.

“Two fifty thousand? This is very little …”

Not enough for her to pay the penalty for one show! subconsciously, Xia An muttered.

If she was told that she could easily make 250,000 yuan in a variety show! That would have been a good deal!

But now … she owes a fine of one million yuan for the liquidated damages, and so she felt that the fee of 250,000 yuan was too little.

When Han Yue heard her say that the performance fee of 250,000 yuan was too little, he felt displeased.

Although it was true that he undercharged Xia An’s expenses, Xia An was originally a not-so-famous actress, and now she was covered in a scandal, no one dared to use her.

But this little star was a good one.

If it weren’t for the fact that his show was not sponsored enough and the funds weren’t in place, he would have invited that expensive traffic, naughty actresses. Would he need a little star-like Xia An?

“Miss Xia An, two hundred fifty thousand, is not low for you.”