Chapter 12: The Meek Jian Tong

With utmost seriousness, she challenged him, "Shen Xiujin, you're too strong, too excellent, with so many enemies. Surely, you have no vulnerabilities. Most of all, your woman cannot be your weakness. Wei Ming is too fragile, she won't do. I, Jian Tong, am fit for the role!"

Every time, he would berate her with contempt, "Lowly, coveting even what belongs to a friend!" But every time, she would retort with her head high, "Shen Xiujin, you're single now. Since when did Xia Wei Ming become your girlfriend? I, Jian Tong, will walk away from you!"

Such a proud woman!

"Please, return my money to me," came the humble plea of a woman in need.

Shen Xiujin's face turned an iron blue... Was this really Jian Tong? That proud and confident woman?

Abruptly grasping Jian Tong's wrist, Shen Xiujin dragged her towards his car.

"My money, let me go. Without the money, I can't leave." The woman's voice lingered in his ears, darkening his already cold ga