The same evening at the house where Ruomei stayed, she got a call from an international number.
She straightened up and picked the call. "Hello."
"Start talking," a dangerous and cold voice sounded from the other end.
She slightly stiffened in nervousness. "I did as you told and exposed everything in front of Lihua."
"So I can expect to hear the news of Jiang Wei going to jail any time then," he quietly said.
"Yes," she smiled. "Now that Lihua has gotten her memory back, she will stand up for her sister's death. She won't let it go in vain and will definitely ask Wei to surrender himself."
"What is the probability that he will agree?"
"A hundred percent. He is ready to do anything for her. He will even kill himself if she asks him. Going to jail is not a big deal."
"It better happen that way."
Suddenly the voice turned menacing, filled with bloodthirst.
Ruomei couldn't help but shudder.
