"How?" Huo Yanyan slowly sat down across from Song Yishi, who answered, "Simple, just reveal everything bad you know about Huo Mian… It doesn't matter if it's true or false."
"It doesn't matter if it's true or false? You want me to make stuff up?" Huo Yanyan asked her.
"You can say that."
"You… why would you want to do that, did she offend you?"
"You don't have to know that. All you have to know is that I want you to disclose information about her."
"What will I get from doing so?" Huo Yanyan asked.
"A million yuan," Song Yishi said as she took out a bank card. "There's a million yuan in here. It's not a lot, but I know you're short on cash these days. We all heard what happened in your family, you probably don't even have the money to buy clothes these days. I feel bad for you. You're a rich heiress, but your life isn't even as good as a servant's."
