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nHe Mei looked at Qian’e in confusion and said, “We’ve known each other for so many years. Is there a need to write it like this?”

nShe even wanted to play the pathos card by now, but it was useless!

nHe Mei’s actions only served to remind Qian’e of the pain she had felt in the past. She would never forget how He Mei treated her and she would remember it firmly in her heart forever. This was how she would remain steadfast in the face of any offer from He Mei.

n“After we’ve known each other for so many years, do you still want me to explain everything to you? The grudge between us has been going on for a long time. Don’t say so much nonsense to me. Just tell me if you are willing to write it or not,” Qian’e said impatiently.

nHe Mei gritted her teeth and looked at Qian’e. Now that it was the villain holding sway over her, she had to endure it!

n“Alright, I’ll write.” He Mei picked up the pen and started writing.

nOf course, she did not intend to be obedient.?What if Qian’e really kept all this as evidence?

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n“It’s done. Take a look.” He Mei handed the paper over, but the handwriting was so crooked that it was impossible to tell what was written on it.

nQian’e was furious. She slammed the paper on the table and shouted, “Do you think I’m a child! As if I don’t know what your handwriting looks like! Do you want to work with me properly or not? In that case, I’ll leave now. Just pretend that you have never come to look for me today.”

nQian’e picked up her bag and was about to leave the pavilion when He Mei blocked her way again.

n“At this point, do you think you can leave? You have to do this today,” He Mei said.

nQian’e smiled mockingly and said, “I’ve already told my family that if I don’t go back before 6 p.m. tonight, they should call the police. Although my family doesn’t like me, they still have to rely on me for their survival. Who do you think will end up worse in this situation?”

nActually, she did not tell her family. Notwithstanding that, Xia He and Qiao Mei were nearby. If He Mei wanted to do something to her, the two of them would likely not ignore it.

nWhen Ma San heard that the police would get involved, he panicked. He quickly walked to Qian’e and held her arm as he said, “You… let’s talk things over nicely. Don’t hurt the harmony between us. It’s just writing down a few words. Isn’t it, He Mei?”

nMa San gestured crazily at He Mei with his eyes. He Mei pulled a long face and did not want to yield to Qian’e. She sat back down at the table in a fit of pique.

nQian’e shook off Ma San’s hand and said, “Don’t touch me with that pig trotter of yours! I find it disgusting! Pfft!”

n“Don’t be so shameless! I’m only saying this now because of our past relationship!” Ma San said.

n“As if I won’t be able to remember it if you don’t make mention of it. Then should I thank you for making my life so miserable? Don’t talk so much nonsense! You have to write it too! He Mei doing it alone is not enough!” Qian’e said as she took out another pen from her bag and slammed it on the table.

nThe three of them looked at each other, stuck in a stalemate. He Mei had no choice but to compromise.

nHe Mei was about to come up with another trick when Qian’e reminded her, “I know that you’ve studied calligraphy for many years and was taught by a master in the capital. Back then, you even kept bragging to me about this. You’d better write properly. I can recognize your handwriting.”

nHe Mei had no choice but to follow what Qian’e said.

nAfter everything was done, she would definitely make Qian’e pay the price! When the time came, she would send someone to secretly report Qian’e and make her take the blame for the murder. She would make sure that Qian’e would never be able to recover from this!

nBy then, she would not only be a piece of trash, she would also be a murderer!

nMa San kept hesitating and was unwilling to write. If the matter was exposed, he would not even have a chance to run away. He did not want to be buried with the He family.

n“Why aren’t you writing?” Qian’e said as she stared at Ma San.

nIt was as if he was being stared at by a poisonous snake and it scared Ma San so much that he did not dare to say anything.

nIn the past, Qian’e had a good temper and good looks. He could bully Qian’e whenever he wanted and she would not dare to say anything. He was the kind of person who was a tyrant at home but would not dare to speak up when he met someone more ruthless than him.

nQian’e was going all out now. She was not even afraid of dying together with them, so what was there to be afraid of?

nMa San had forgotten what people said about how even a rabbit would bite when it was anxious. Besides, Qian’e was no longer the docile rabbit from before.

n“I… Isn’t it enough for He Mei to write it alone? There’s no need for me to write…” Ma San stammered.

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