But this voice was powerful enough to make Meng Shaomei tremble in fear. No! The secret from that year must not be exposed to Su Yan and Bai Xue!
If they find out, she will wish she were dead!
"Meng Shaomei, do you want money or life?"
Of course, Meng Shaomei chose her life, "Give me a few days to gather the money for you!"
"Tomorrow, tomorrow at five in the afternoon, transfer the money to this account. If it's late, then it's all too late!" Xue Hai provided her with an account number.
"Tomorrow is too soon, I can't possibly..." Before Meng Shaomei could finish her sentence, Xue Hai took the money and left.
Infuriated, Meng Shaomei returned home. She pondered and mulled, but nothing seemed plausible. It was not the issue of raising ten million, but if she gave Xue Hai the ten million and he squandered it all and came back to her, what then?
His existence had always been a threat to her!
