Chu Beiyuan smiled, seemingly not surprised by Mu Xuewei's reaction.

He stood up again, walked to Mu Xuewei and patted her shoulder.

"Weiwei, don't be so quick to refuse. You should know that there is no absolute good or evil in this world, only maximizing benefits."

"I can give you whatever you want, but the premise is that you have to pay the corresponding price."

Upon hearing this, Mu Xuewei turned around and looked at Shi Heng in the distance.

Her eyes were slightly red, her teeth were clenched, and her voice was trembling.

"No, let's change the conditions."

Chu Beiyuan's expression darkened instantly. "Weiwei, my patience is limited. Do you really have to force me to produce something?"

Mu Xuewei looked at his unpredictable face, and a strong sense of uneasiness and fear surged in her heart.

She asked in a trembling voice: "What...what do you want to do?"

Chu Beiyuan opened a video on his phone and handed it to her.

Mu Xuewei took the phone with trembling hands.

The images flickering on the screen made his face turn pale instantly.

His eyes were full of despair.

"Why do you still keep this video? Didn't you delete it a long time ago?"

A smug smile appeared on Chu Beiyuan's face.

In Mu Xuewei's eyes, that smile was as cold as ice, piercing her heart.

Chu Beiyuan took the phone back and gently stroked the screen with his fingers.

"Of course, leave it to my Weiwei as a souvenir so that you will never forget it."

Mu Xuewei closed her eyes in despair, tears streaming down her fair cheeks.

"Okay...I promise you."