Miss Jiang stood quietly there, closing the door of the private room, head lowered, motionless, not even daring to breathe.
After a while, a deep voice sounded again: "Why aren't you speaking? It's been so long, don't you have anything to say?"
Jiang Yue'e bit her lip, suddenly fell to her knees, and pleaded, "Please save my daughter."
"I can save her, but you must show enough sincerity. You know well, I never do anything without benefits."
"Don't worry, as I promised on the phone earlier, as long as you follow my request to save my daughter, I will definitely hand over that item."
"Good, very good," the other party nodded lightly and said: "I believe you won't deceive me. Your daughter is already receiving treatment downstairs, you can go see her first. When she wakes up, don't forget to give me that item."
"Thank you!"
