"Burn it, yes, burn it all!"
"Don't think you can threaten me with this. I'm not afraid. Burn it, burn it all. I'm not afraid at all. No one will know, and even if they do, I'm not scared."
Ordinarily, matches were for lighting incense, but at this moment, they became Madam Lai's lifeline.
It was guilt in her heart and the fear of being caught red-handed.
Suddenly, Madam Lai burst out laughing, "All that I have worked so hard for, you think you can threaten me with this? Dream on. It's impossible. Go to hell!"
But as she spoke, her body started to tremble, and a cold sweat began to form on her forehead.
She was scared; she truly was afraid.
The incident of being held hostage suddenly surged into her mind and flashed by quickly.
Madam Lai grabbed the file bag in terror, "Tell me, who are you really? Why do you keep hounding me? Is it for revenge?"
"Xiao Dan? You're still alive!"
"No, it can't be, it can't be!"
"Ye Wanhua, are you Xiao Dan?"
