"No?" His tone was casual, his sinister gaze filled with indifference, "Isn't the bank card bound to the nickname account in your full name? It doesn't matter if you deny it; I already know it was you who did it, He Meiwei. You've completely squandered my leniency towards you. I don't want to give you the matching type now. If I had known you would turn out to be so unrecognizable, I would have never helped you..."
Upon hearing this, He Meiwei's face turned pale. Did he mean...
To take away the matching type inside her body?
How could she live then?!
"I... I won't dare anymore." He Meiwei knew the importance of timing and immediately begged for mercy, changing her attitude, "I really won't dare to do it again."
"Can I trust your words?" he spoke slowly, "Choose whether to leave your kidney or your leg."
He Meiwei's palm-sized face lost all its color. She realized that he was not just scaring her, he was serious.
