However, how could Jiang Xue let her have her way? She spoke directly, "Liu Meimei, try running, and I can make your hands hurt, so I can naturally make your legs hurt too."

"You admitted it!" Liu Meimei stopped in her tracks upon hearing Jiang Xue’s words, glaring at her with anger. Previously, she told Liu Yiming and others that Jiang Xue had hurt her hands, intending to frame her. Yet unexpectedly, Jiang Xue really was the one who did it.

But how Jiang Xue did it, she had no recollection at all.

"Didn’t you say it was me who did it?" Jiang Xue glanced coldly at Liu Meimei, saying lightly, "Since that’s the case, I naturally have to make it real."

"What do you intend to do?" Liu Meimei frowned deeply, leaning against the door, eyeing Jiang Xue warily.

"What do I intend to do?" Jiang Xue laughed, then slowly raised her hand. Seeing her movement, Liu Meimei’s first instinct was to flee. But she recalled what Jiang Xue had just said, restraining herself with difficulty.

Jiang Xue watched Liu Meimei’s hesitant demeanor, her lips curling slightly, and said, "Liu Meimei, I haven’t settled with you yet for having someone rob me today. How do you think I should treat you?"

With those words, Liu Meimei’s expression changed. She had almost forgotten about arranging the robbery against Jiang Xue. But how did Jiang Xue know it was her who did it?

Could it be that those people betrayed her?

Thinking of this possibility, Liu Meimei’s expression turned even more unsightly, fear gripping her heart. She wanted to deny it, but facing Jiang Xue’s all-knowing gaze, she couldn’t muster a lie.

At this point, Jiang Xue spoke again, "Not only did you have them rob me, but you also had them destroy my car. Don’t you think I should seek repayment from you?"

"What do you want?" Liu Meimei realized she couldn’t deny it, resigning herself. Besides, from what Jiang Xue said earlier, her car was ruined, which was good news for her.

At least her efforts weren’t in vain, right?

"Every debt has its debtor. Since you employed them, you naturally have to compensate for my losses, don’t you?" Jiang Xue smiled, then took out a paper with a written IOU and a pen, placing them in front of Liu Meimei, gesturing her over and saying, "Come on, sign this IOU, and everything will be over."

"What if I don’t want to?" Liu Meimei looked at Jiang Xue warily, pressed tightly against the door with a fearful air.

"That’s fine." Jiang Xue smiled, then said, "If you don’t mind losing your hand, that is."

Liu Meimei paled; her hand had been hurting, although not as severely as initially. But when it did hurt, it was still unbearable.

She glanced at her hand, then at the IOU in Jiang Xue’s hand, torn by an inward struggle. Jiang Xue was the one who had caused her hand injury; to heal it, she needed to see Jiang Xue. For today, she had gone to the hospital, and the doctor said it was fine.

But it had pained her all day; although it felt better now, the pain wasn’t as frequent, yet it still lingered.

Jiang Xue was giving her two options: keep her hand or keep her money.

You can always earn more money, but if her hand was ruined, she’d truly become useless. Thinking this, Liu Meimei quickly made a decision and walked towards Jiang Xue.

Seeing her movement, Jiang Xue’s eyes flickered. She had long predicted what Liu Meimei would choose. Not just her, anyone would make the same choice.