"No?" His tone was casual, his sinister gaze filled with indifference, "Isn’t the bank card bound to the nickname account in your full name? It doesn’t matter if you deny it; I already know it was you who did it, He Meiwei. You’ve completely squandered my leniency towards you. I don’t want to give you the matching type now. If I had known you would turn out to be so unrecognizable, I would have never helped you..."
Upon hearing this, He Meiwei’s face turned pale. Did he mean...
To take away the matching type inside her body?
How could she live then?!
"I... I won’t dare anymore." He Meiwei knew the importance of timing and immediately begged for mercy, changing her attitude, "I really won’t dare to do it again."
"Can I trust your words?" he spoke slowly, "Choose whether to leave your kidney or your leg."
He Meiwei’s palm-sized face lost all its color. She realized that he was not just scaring her, he was serious.
"I will write a guarantee, if I do it again, I’ll let you deal with me as you wish. Please let me go this time."
"A guarantee?" Long Yubei laughed scornfully, "Who cares about your guarantee? I don’t want your worthless promises. I want you to live a life worse than death. Since you won’t choose, I’ll choose for you..."
Before he could finish his sentence, He Meiwei, crying, hastily interjected, "Beibei, please forgive me this time. I really won’t dare again. I’m scared. Whatever you ask of me, I’ll agree, even kneeling to her, as long as you stop pursuing this."
Watching her cry her face into a mess in just a few seconds, Long Yubei was internally unmoved. He cocked his head, looking at her face, "Why cry now? Why didn’t you cry when you thought about harming others? Now you know to cry? Now you’re afraid? Don’t you think it’s too late? Meiwei, you should have some understanding of what kind of person I, Long Yubei, am. No matter how much you plead today, it’s useless. If you dare to start something, I’ll dare to finish it. Won’t choose, will you? If not, then I’ll have someone dig out your matched type. I’ll take what’s mine. And for you, if you have the misfortune of dying, I’ll show mercy and send you to the crematorium."
He Meiwei shivered, barely able to stand, "You... you’re really cruel..."
"To deal with someone like you, it seems I have no choice but to be cruel." His cold voice declared, "Take her to the operating room."
He Meiwei peed her pants in fright, screaming, "I’ll choose, I’ll choose!"
Long Yubei waved his hand to stop his servant’s actions.
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"Fine." As his words fell and the iron rod hit her slender knee, He Meiwei only heard the sound of bone breaking, followed by a severe pain in her right leg. Her waist suddenly bent, and she screamed in agony, even more shrill as Long Yubei struck a second time.
With just two hits, her right leg was broken.
She couldn’t have stood up if someone wasn’t holding her.
Long Yubei’s gaze fell on the fresh blood slowly dripping onto the floor, his voice contained a chill, "This is the last time, not to be repeated. If there is a next time, you can try to see what the consequences will be."
He Meiwei collapsed on the ground, crying her eyes out from the intense pain in her leg. The pain in her heart was even more severe as if it was being sliced open by a knife. She did not expect that he would break her leg personally for Gu Lili.
Their past sweetness had long since turned into fleeting clouds.
Was it because she still loved him and refused to let go, or was it because she was ultimately unwilling to yield?