Qiu Shaocheng knew they had little patience, and he didn't have time to waste with them, so he got straight to the point: "I need thirteen hundred yuan. Once I get the money, I'll leave."
Han Chunli looked at him as if he were insane: "What did you say? You want money from me? On what grounds?"
Qiu Shaocheng ignored her reaction: "Your biological brother needs this money to save his life, so I had no choice but to come to you. As I said, once I get the money, I'll leave and never appear before you again. No one else will know your true identity."
Han Chunli didn't expect someone to be more shameless than she was: "Are you threatening me?"
Qiu Shaocheng sighed: "I don't mean to threaten you. I'm just asking for your help. Your brother is in trouble. If I can't bring the money back, he'll either die or be crippled. I can't watch him be ruined."
