"Don't be impulsive!"
Ning Mengyao, with a knife held to her throat.
Following Chu Tianyang's instructions, she had stopped the car in a secluded place.
And in the van parked at a distance, Sun Erhu was also waiting for the final message.
"I'm not being impulsive, now call someone and have them bring me the money immediately."
Chu Tianyang gritted his teeth, his body trembling as well.
But Ning Mengyao was his last chance, he absolutely couldn't give up.
"One billion, at this hour, where can you find so much cash? Even if you did, do you plan to carry around a truckload of cash everywhere you go?"
Ning Mengyao tried hard to suppress the panic in her heart.
His so-called calmness was actually a mess of turmoil.
"I don't care... Just figure it out for me. If I don't get one billion by dawn, we'll both die!"
Chu Tianyang didn't know what to do anymore.
The situation had escalated to this point.
He had no choice.
