The dance was danced, he watched it through, and paying for it is only natural; she didn't swindle him.
Dead or alive, the money still had to be paid to her, or she wouldn't rest in peace!
She stretched out her hand to Bo Siyan and said, "Check, cash, or bank transfer? Any is fine!"
When Bo Siyan saw her soft, delicate hand reaching out, his rage was already at its peak. He really wanted to strangle her, yet he just couldn't bring himself to do it!
He laughed bitterly out of sheer anger, grinding his teeth, "On the brink of death and still fixated on money!"
"Because I'm poor as hell. Did you think everyone was born with a silver spoon in their mouth like you, landing at the top of the Forbes list from birth, able to sit back and wait to die? I don't have money, so I can only earn a living through my own efforts. Is it wrong for me to be poor? I just don't have the same luck as you, or the skill in choosing where to be born!"
