Xia Ning knew she should say something, but in that moment, her hands and feet felt icy cold, and her mind was a complete blur. In the end, she simply said nothing, maintaining her silence.
Qin Nuan's voice rang out once more, "Xia Ning, I'm giving you one more week. If Yi Lixing doesn't come back within a week, then brace yourself for jail."
"No!" Xia Ning finally showed her fear, her face pale as she said, "I've already made arrangements for Qin Xiaonian's issue. Yi Lixing's matter is more troublesome. Could you give me a little more time?"
A brazen laugh came through the phone—it was Qin Nuan mocking her.
Xia Ning's lips were almost bitten bloody as she said with difficulty, "Qin Nuan, I'm already making concessions. If you keep pushing me this hard, then let's just destroy each other. I won't stand for this injustice anymore."