"Sister-in-law, Zhao Kang said that if I gave him the eight million, he'd delete my photos from his phone -"
"Qiulian, don't be so naive!" Liang Zixuan sternly cut off Jia Qiulian's words with a cold laugh, "Do you really believe he'll delete them if he says he deleted them? Even if he deleted the photos in front of you, can you guarantee that he doesn't have backups? Do you think a man like him, who has no moral integrity, will be honest with you? Qiulian, once you compromise, you'll be threatened by him for the rest of your life. Do you really want to live such a life?"
"I don't want to." Jia Qiulian raised her hand to cover her head. She was in so much pain that her head felt like it was going to explode. "He's becoming more and more impudent towards me. He dared to threaten me at the workplace. Isn't he afraid of being seen by others?"
