Lei Qian couldn't help but ask sourly, "Meiyue, are you that happy that I am about to die?"
"When did I say that I am happy?" Bai Meiyue arched her brow. "Its you who did not take my word seriously. I asked you if there was something wrong in Cloud but you took my warning lightly. Is it I who is treating your life lightly, or is it you who took your life lightly?"
"Meiyue—forget it," Lei Qian didn't want to fight with Bai Meiyue for no reason. Especially not when he was about to die. He wished he could remember the night where he tasted Bai Meiyue for the first time and sighed longingly. "I wished I could have given you some shares of my company but now that I am about to die, I don't think I can do it anymore. But I have already talked with my assistant before coming here. I have doubled the amount that I needed to give you. I will send you the assistant's number; you can contact him and talk with him and discuss the matter with him."