"Are you sick?" Shi An'an looked at Bian Yue in astonishment, unable to believe what she had just heard. "You want to terminate the 'Shengshi Yan' project?"
Bian Yue appeared indifferent, sneering coldly, "I'm someone who can't stand others threatening me. Since I can't move you, then I'll just scrap the project."
"You don't need to scare me here. You think I don't know that the Li Family has locked your money in Swiss Bank, and they've halted all your bank cards."
Shi An'an finally found some confidence and said, "Bian Yue, where would you get the money!"
Bian Yue found Shi An'an's jumping-around posture quite amusing.
Her voice cold as ice, she said, "Since we've already fallen out, why should I care about the feelings of the Li Family? After all, this money is mine, whether I use it or not is simply up to me. Worst comes to worst, we both go down – I'm not afraid."
Shi An'an's legs went weak and she sat back down.
