No sooner had she said that than Cheng Yanqing responded coldly, "Fifty million is not a small sum, and I don't need you to break your back for me. If you had not drugged me, I would have helped you. But as I told you, helping you now would mean hurting my wife. You can seek help elsewhere."
If Liu Yiyi knew Cheng Yanqing, she naturally would also know Cheng Yanqing's other friends. For people like them in his circle, fifty million was only a small sum.
Having already lost her dignity in front of Cheng Yanqing, how could she bear to do the same in front of others?
Through her tears, she pleaded, "Please. Brother Yanqing, I'm already so humble. I really resorted to hurting you only because I had no other way out, which ultimately hurt your wife. I've already apologized to her, I ... what does it take for you to truly forgive me? Do I have to slap myself or kowtow to her?"
Her eyes brimmed with tears.
She was not merely saying this.
