"What? The money came through? I told you—Xiao Kun's accounts are always crystal clear!" Zhang He laughed.
Master Yan had been right about things in the past, which was why Zhang He had panicked.
It was because he believed him that his face had flushed, thinking Xiao Kun might be trying to cheat him out of the money or that something had happened to Mo Qiong.
But now that the money was in hand, there was nothing left to say. Master Yan had been wrong.
Master Yan reached out in surprise. "Let me see your phone."
Mo Qiong shook his head. "Why should I show it to you?"
Master Yan smiled. "I couldn't have been wrong. Even if the bank made a mistake, you absolutely couldn't have received this money."
"Enough! Why keep stubbornly hanging on? You were so wrong this time that we're not paying you. We're not letting today's matter go just like that. You'd better watch yourself!" Zhang He was now certain that this man was a swindler. He rose and prepared to leave.
Master Yan gave a cold laugh and did not hurry. He seemed to have seen plenty of people who refused to believe in fate.
With complete confidence, he said, "You know the rules regarding unpaid debts. From now on, I won't involve myself in matters concerning you or your father."
"No one in our family will believe you anymore. Why would we need you to involve yourself?" Zhang He said.
"The last time your father came to me, I told him that a calamity would befall your family and ruin it. Whether you believe me or not, he'll definitely come begging me for help." Master Yan smiled.
After hearing that, Zhang He felt even more certain that he was a fraud. Unable to