"I won't go back with you."
Whether it was because she was standing behind Wen Jin that Jing Xiaocha gained some courage, or it was Zhang Jinlei's slap that sparked her fire, was uncertain.
Even though one side of her cheek was swollen and burning painfully, she glared angrily and stubbornly at Zhang Jinlei in front of her.
"If you won't go back, fine, then you'll never see your mother again."
Zhang Jinlei not only threatened with his words but also warned Jing Xiaocha with his eyes.
Wen Jin's eyes darkened, just as he was about to speak, but then Zhang Jinlei asked him, "President Wen, is it true that there's ten million for providing a tip?"
Hearing his words, Jing Xiaocha beside them stared at him in astonishment: "Zhang Jinlei, you..."
"What about me?" Zhang Jinlei spoke with scorn and pride. He had originally planned to take Jing Xiaocha back, but now that Jing Xiaocha had fallen into the hands of Wen Jin, she would definitely report him.
