"Who gave you the courage to go after Young Master Jing, huh?"
Zhao Meng: "..."
Gu Nian could clearly hear the woman on the other end of the phone gasping in shock.
"You..."
"Don't ask me how I know. Generally speaking... the Jing Family holds a prestigious position in K City; only those without brains would dare to make a move on them... or those who aren't afraid of death, or losing everything."
"Well... it would be very simple to trace the negative news about Jing Rui back to you, if one were to follow the vine to find the melon."
Gu Nian started speaking indifferently, her lips curving into a smile, "By the way... do you know why I'm calling you?"
"For... why?"
Zhao Meng suddenly felt an ominous premonition, her voice trembling, "You wouldn't be thinking of extorting me again, would you? The Zhao Family has no more money... really, none left."
"Hmm, I know that..."
Gu Nian's lips curled into a charming smile.
