Wang Shiyu had never imagined that An Zhixin would do such a thing and she looked at her in shock. "Zhixin…"
An Zhixin had actually kneeled down to beg someone humbly to save her.
Anyone who saw such a sight would feel something.
Wang Shiyu gritted her teeth and used her gaze to hint to the blonde man not to exaggerate his actions and tone it down.
The blonde man was a little hesitant. Just then, the punk endured his pain and stood up, bellowing, "Let me tell you this! I'll give you ten minutes to bring the money here. If not, you'll need to pay up a hundred thousand dollars for every minute that has passed after that! Do you hear me?"
The tears kept flowing from An Zhixin's eyes as she looked at the punk while still kneeling weakly.
This time, she turned towards Mu Xiaoxiao and begged helplessly, "Mu Xiaoxiao, I know that I've done many wrong things in the past, but can you let Young Master Jie help us?"