Chapter 60 Threat
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It was nearing midnight.
The balcony of the eighth-floor suite is not very spacious.
An outdoor rattan chair was placed on the balcony. Cheng Jia stood with one foot on the chair and the other foot dangling in the air, her body straddling the broken aluminum glass railing, the hem of her white shirt fluttering in the night breeze.
The night breeze also ruffled the strands of hair on his forehead as he turned to look at the people in the living room.
"Will you let us leave or not?"
Of course, it's impossible for him to actually jump.
Cheng Jia was gambling that this move would work.
Although his suicide attempt was rather spineless, he had no other choice.
Shi Qingci's legs went weak as she shuffled forward: "...Cheng Jia, get down."
"Stop talking nonsense," Cheng Jia said bluntly, adding leverage to the negotiation. "You know that if I jump now, everyone will see my injuries, and besides, we had a conflict downstairs not long ago..."
"If Mr. Shi of Shengjing Group drives the bar manager to his death, even if it's not enough to bankrupt you, my life will be enough to ruin you for years."
Cheng Jia estimated that his jump would cause losses to Shengjing Group.
It's just unclear how much it will affect market capitalization.
Shouldn't Mr. Shi take this seriously?
"I'll do whatever you want! Don't move, don't move." Shi Qingci held onto the black leather sofa beside her with one hand, her hands and feet were numb.
Extreme mental stress manifests in the stomach.
He stared nervously at the balcony, his stomach churning as he felt the urge to vomit.
Shi Qingci's aura had weakened too noticeably, so he pleaded again: "...Cheng Jia, come down and let's discuss what you want to do."
Actually, he should have realized this earlier, given Cheng Jia's temperament.
I will never let him succeed, even if it means my death.
He was too impulsive.
"Let me go, and stop bothering me," Cheng Jia stated his purpose.
He wanted to settle things with Shi Qingci.
We will never have any contact again.
The cold night wind at high altitude blew through Cheng Jia's dirty white shirt, and the blood from her nose scabbed over her cheeks, only to be faintly soaked by the newly flowing blood.
It's not that I've never been beaten before, but today is the most humiliating.
Looking down at the old city from the balcony, the neon lights were still flashing at midnight.
A few lights were still on in several residential compounds nearby.
It was obvious that she was waiting for her family members to come home late.
The lights were orange-yellow in the darkness.
It's very warm, a very warm light.
In that instant, Cheng Jia thought of her lost job, her huge debts and terminal illness, that she didn't even have a home, that everything around her was cold and indifferent, that her future was bleak, and that there seemed to be no hope for her life.
For a second or two, it flashed through my mind...
I thought I might as well just jump.
The height beneath his feet was equivalent to that of an eight-story building.
Cheng Jia leaned forward to look, and blood and tears streamed down her face.
His voice wasn't trembling with tears, but his eyes were red as he asked into the living room, "...Will you let me leave or not? If you keep pushing me, I'll really jump."
No one could understand how desperate Cheng Jia was.
He was doing a good job.
He works very hard and has a stable, high-paying income.
Why do I want to see Qing dynasty porcelain again?
Why can't this person only exist in our memories?
To encounter such a terrible ending just before his life was about to come to an end.
At first, he thought he could tolerate the retaliation, since he owed this person a debt. Once the retaliation was done enough, they would be even, and he could die in peace. He never expected it to develop into this situation.
Cheng Jia regretted overestimating himself.
When the other party started retaliating against him, he had no ability to bear the consequences.
Life plans can easily be thrown into chaos.
Regardless of whether his current situation is enough to make up for the injuries Shi Qingci suffered, Cheng Jia no longer has the strength to continue.
Even if it's not a complete clean break, it must be a complete clean break.
He can't afford to waste any more time.
"I can let you go tonight, but after you leave, the two of us—"
It's impossible for Qing dynasty porcelain to completely disappear, even with minimal contact.
Cheng Jia interrupted him: "We have no future! Don't look for me again, don't have anything to do with me at all, okay? Your life can continue to be brilliant, you're doing very well, aren't you? Leave me a little bit of a way out, don't take revenge on me again."
As long as Qing dynasty porcelain does not appear.
Cheng Jia would do anything, even delivering food or any dirty, messy, or tiring job.
Both can get life back on track.
He is not afraid of hardship and can do any job.
That way, you can still have a stable income.
Regularly save money to pay off debts.
Paying off debts is very important to Cheng Jia.
He never intended to default on the debt; he was determined to pay it back little by little, even at the cost of his life.
Paying back the medical expenses his parents had spent on shows that the bond between him and his parents has not been completely severed; he is still Cheng Dajian and Yu Meimei's son.
This was the only meaning of his life.
"...I won't retaliate against you anymore, I promise you," Shi Qingci could only compromise, looking at Cheng Jia with almost pleading eyes, "But, can we have a future, and go back to being ordinary friends, okay?"
Shi Qingci added, "If you like this job, I'll talk to Zhou Minghe and ask him to let you stay."
I just wanted to tease Cheng Jia tonight.
That's gone too far.
"......"
Leave.
Can he still stay and work for Kim Hyuk?
After thinking for three seconds, Cheng Jia decided to give up.
Cheng Jia said, "I don't want to serve you for work anymore, so let's cut ties cleanly."
He's not going to earn that money.
Since the Zhou family and Shengjing Group have a long-term partnership.
That means Shi Qingci will frequently visit Jinhe in the future to attend business gatherings or simply meet with Zhou Minghe. If Cheng Jia works here, she will run into him again.
That leads to complicated and messy arguments.
Cheng Jia is quite decisive and efficient in her work.
He will bear the consequences of his resignation.
"...You come down first." Shi Qingci wanted to walk towards the balcony.
Cheng Jia: "You agree first!"
His fingers, gripping the aluminum alloy railing, were pale and covered with sticky scabs of blood; they could slip at any moment, and the night wind was quite cold.
Threatening to jump off a building.
"......"
"......"
“I agree.” Shi Qingci nodded.
His face was full of confusion and despair.
"You'll keep your word, right? This time, no regrets." Cheng Jia lifted her legs, which had gone numb from sitting and were dangling over the railing, and slowly pulled them back onto the balcony.
Shi Qingci's heart was in her throat as she watched his movements, her voice hoarse: "I won't go back on my word, you, you slow down... hold on tight."
"I'm leaving." Cheng Jia staggered down.
Place both feet on the ground.
Shi Qingci's legs went weak and she sat down on the side of the sofa, pressing the armrest to calm her racing heart. Her eyes were still following the person who was staggering: "...Cheng Jia, you'll be in Jingang, right?"
“I have the right to go anywhere.” Cheng Jia didn’t say anything more to him.
He covered his nose with his sleeve and started walking outside.
He can leave now.
The bet was won.
"......"
Shi Qingci opened and closed her lips several times, wanting to say something more but unable to utter a word.
He wanted to say—
He could falsely accuse Cheng Jia of stealing his things while doing housework.
This will allow the police to open a case and investigate.
As a suspect, Cheng Jia would not be eligible to leave Jingang City.
This outrageous thought only flashed through my mind for a moment, and it was instantly dispelled when my gaze fell upon Cheng Jia's staggering figure.
It was hard to say; Cheng Jia's back view was too thin.
Five years have passed.
Cheng Jia is having a very bad time.
Shi Qingci began to reflect on whether she had gone too far.
But he only sabotaged Cheng Jia's job, which required her to drink with customers...
Cheng Jia then completely broke off relations with him.
They even threatened to jump off a building on him.
Cheng Jia has a fiery temper.
Similarly, if he were to falsely accuse Cheng Jia of stealing, Cheng Jia would only resist him more fiercely and would never be able to 'beg for mercy' in the way he wanted; Cheng Jia would not do that.
Cheng Jia will not obey him.
Cheng Jia could not possibly be an object that belonged solely to him.
Shi Qingci finally understood.
Cheng Jia also left.
It was too late.
"......"
"......"
Cheng Jia left Jin He.
They left through the back door; they didn't drive that Chevrolet sports car.
That car originally belonged to Zhou Minghe.
He resigned, so he's not entitled to drive away.
It was 1:30 a.m.
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