"Oh please! Over my dead body will I ever beg you!"
"We shall wait and see then," Chi Rui'er sneered nonchalantly.
Xu Jingwen carried her purse and walked towards the door. She broke out into cold sweat, and her hands trembled uncontrollably.
"Finally, your withdrawal symptoms are showing," Chi Rui'er gloated as she burst into evil laughter while seated on the couch.
Xu Jingwen supported herself against the wall, feeling as if her body had been infested with a million bugs.
Such a feeling was, in fact, worse than death.
She had a growing desire for a whiff of drugs to relieve her symptoms.
She looked back at Chi Rui'er and staggered towards her. "Give it to me, quick!"
"Oh, weren't you just being an obstinate little lass moments ago? Why have you come begging me like a dog now?" Chi Rui'er sneered, chuckling loudly.
