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"The day after tomorrow? Leaving A City?" Song Weiyi asked anxiously.
Zhao Mengmeng held her hot water, sipping it intermittently, while nodding in affirmation.
"I've thought about burning bridges and severely dealing with Pei Chengde." Zhao Mengmeng put down her cup and honestly shared the thoughts she had considered.
Song Weiyi's expression changed slightly, immediately saying, "Mengmeng, don't be impulsive."
Given Mengmeng's current situation, opposing Pei Chengde was almost like seeking her own doom.
"Ha... I knew you'd say that," Zhao Mengmeng laughed lightly.
"Don't worry, I'm just thinking about it."
She knew very well that just for an embryo, Pei Chengde was willing to offer fifty million, which showed that the Pei Family's wealth was far greater than she had imagined.
