Chapter 87 I don’t want money, I want his life



I'm afraid he's strangling him now and trying to kill him.

Not only did he indirectly plot to kill her, he also wanted to use her death to exchange for a large sum of compensation.

Chi Qinglu might be so angry that she would die.

Fortunately - he had already cremated the body.

Fu Wenquan: "If you think ten million is not enough, we can talk about it again."

Qin Jian said calmly, "I don't want money."

Fu Wenquan's heart tightened, and he doubled the ten million, "Twenty million."

Qin Jian's expression remained unchanged, and he showed no joy at the other party's doubling of the amount. "This meal suits my taste very well."

"I'll tell you the truth, there are some money I won't take if I don't take it, and there are some money I won't take no matter how much it is."

The worst possible scenario that Fu Wenquan didn't want to see happened.

"The dead cannot be resurrected, and Fu Wenjue will pay the price for his actions."

"It doesn't mean that if you write a letter of apology and receive compensation, he will be fine. He will still be sanctioned."

Qin Jian smiled and said, "I don't want money, I want his life."

Fu Wenquan's face changed. "Qin Jian, even if he dies, Chi Qinglu can't come back to life, and it can't change the fact that Chi Qinglu betrayed you."

"You're an orphan, so you should know better than most people what life is like without money and what it's like to have money."

"A momentary outburst of anger can only give you a sense of relief. Is this vent really worth 20 million to you?"

Qin Jian admitted that Fu Wenquan's words were very persuasive.

His past experiences had taught him to value money, so two million was enough for him to sit here and listen to Fu Wenquan's chatter.

But the lying-flat system also gave Qin Jian the confidence to refuse money, and 20 million or even more could not make him change his mind.

Whether this tone is worth 20 million, Qin Jian has the final say, "It is."

"Thank you for your hospitality today." Qin Jian stood up, nodded slightly and left.

Fu Wenquan also stood up and said, "I can add more money!"

Qin Jian didn't even turn his head, unmoved.

Fu Wenquan: "What if I really give you 100 million?"

She couldn't come up with so much cash, but she had to find out whether there was really nothing left to talk about!

Qin Jian had already opened the door.

Fu Wenquan: "Even without your letter of forgiveness, he would not be sentenced to death."

Qin Jian curled his lips, "Let's wait and see."

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