Jian Yiling continued to count down.
When He Yan saw that Jian Yiling was serious about the situation, she frantically agreed, "Yes, yes I promise. I'll promise you anything!"
He Yan didn't want to do any of the things that Jian Yiling had listed.
However, she had no other choice.
"Now that you have my word, could you hand over those files?"
"If you have no credibility, these photos and videos will be released in no time."
"You…"
"Also," Jian Yiling said as she lowered her eyes to look at the smooth flooring of He Yan's house as if she was thinking about something, "The ground was slippery, and you fell."
"What are you talking about?"
"The ground was slippery, and you fell."
Jian Yiling repeated her sentence. Then, she reached out to pick up a golf club that had been placed next to the couch.
