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Yu Jingchen snorted lightly. "If you lose or damage the bracelet, how would having your ID card help?"

"You could sue me for money," said An Ning.

"Do you have any?"

An Ning closed her mouth. Where did she have any money now?

Yu Jingchen took another sip of his red wine, his cool and sharp gaze landing on her small face. "You have two choices, one is to stay here until the bracelet can be taken off. The other is to leave a deposit of twenty million, and when you return the bracelet to me, I will return the twenty million to you."

"Twenty million???" An Ning nearly bit off her tongue.

"That's right," Yu Jingchen nodded lightly, staring at her, waiting for her answer.

An Ning took a deep breath, attempting a final struggle. "I give you my personal guarantee..."

Yu Jingchen raised an eyebrow. "I can't trust in your personal guarantee at the moment, sorry."

Upon closer thought, the heirloom of this CEO's family must be of considerable value.