"Heh, Miss Xia, you still love making jokes, I wonder if people would believe you or these photos." Pei Nuo's voice sounded gentle, but it sent chills down Xia Moer's spine.
"These are Photoshopped, it's not me, it's not me." Xia Moer shouted, these photos deeply disturbed her.
"I have the negatives."
Pei Nuo's words stunned Xia Moer, causing her to fall to the ground.
Negatives!
Xia Moer was devastated.
"Miss Xia, if you don't have fifty million in three days, don't blame me for not being sentimental." Pei Nuo was about to hang up the phone.
Xia Moer cried and begged, "Pei Nuo, please, for the sake of our past, don't do this."
"Miss Xia, we only had a fling, we were never in love." Pei Nuo's heartless rejection.
Xia Moer's mind was humming, she grit her teeth, "Are you really going to be so heartless?"
Pei Nuo discerned the murderous intent in Xia Moer's tone: "You want to kill me."