The Ning Caichen they knew did not seem like this. Why did he suddenly want Xia Weiwei's life?
"Mister…"
Zhu An'an opened her mouth, but she did not know what to say.
"You don't have to worry about this. I have my reasons for doing this."
Jiang Ming looked at Zhu An'an and then at Xia Weiwei.
How could Xia Weiwei have thought that Jiang Ming would use her own life as collateral? For a moment, she was in disbelief and stuttered, "What... the..."
"You don't want to?" Jiang Ming turned around. "Forget it then."
Xia Weiwei was slightly anxious. "No… Wait, I'm willing!"
Hearing Xia Weiwei's words, the woman beside her did not say anything.
Jiang Ming looked at the woman and asked with concern, "What's your name?"
The woman's hands trembled when Jiang Ming mentioned her. Then, she looked up at Jiang Ming. "My name is Xia Zhaomei."
"Zhaomei, huh?" Jiang Ming muttered to himself.