Feng Wei's expression twisted for a moment, but quickly turned disdainful. "What can you do with your current state? Do you really think I'm intimidated by a few words from you and wouldn't dare to lay a finger on you?"
Perhaps because of the pain in her abdomen or because she didn't want to waste any energy on Feng Wei anymore, Mei Shu simply lowered her eyes and settled back on the ground.
Seeing her nonchalant demeanor infuriated Feng Wei. She grabbed Mei Shu by the collar, lifting her up with malice in her voice, "Are you still looking down on me? Do you think I won't ruin you right now?"
Mei Shu calmly glanced at her, a faint smile playing on her lips. "Now I'm in your hands, aren't I? If you want to ruin me, go ahead. But as you said, if my face loses its value, maybe you won't get as much money."
