Shen Yingying sneaked to the rooftop door.
She cautiously looked behind her, ensuring that no one was following her, before pushing the door open.
The wind on the rooftop was strong, and Shen Yingying immediately saw Li Wei standing beside the railing, her hair whipped about by the wind.
Li Wei heard footsteps behind her, her heartbeat speeding up with nervousness, and she subconsciously glanced at where San Fang was hiding, her fingernails digging nervously into her flesh.
"You're here." Li Wei worked to make her voice sound steadier as she turned to face Shen Yingying, her gaze flickering.
"I've done as the deal required, when will you transfer the money you promised me?"
"What's the hurry? Who knows if what you're saying is true or false?" Shen Yingying walked over to Li Wei with her hands in her pockets, squinting her eyes and enjoying the breeze in high spirits.
"I want to see Shen Huai's death certificate."