Mr. Xie, please respect yourself! I am your grandfather's ancestor.

At this time, Qiu Rui had already stepped one leg out of the balcony.

His head was tilted at an extremely abnormal angle. When he heard Qiu Rui's mother's pleading, he turned around and looked over.

"I jumped, so why can't he? Didn't he say that the love letter was written by me? Then let's just assume it was really written by me. He is so popular, so I will take him away. I will write him a real love letter after we go down."

Mother Qiu looked at her son in horror.

It was clearly his words that came out, but it was a girl's voice.

This was the first time the female ghost spoke.

Mother Qiu knelt down with a plop. "Miss Wei, I am kneeling down with my son in front of you. No matter what he did wrong, I ask you to forgive him this time because of my age."

She crawled towards the front balcony, kowtowing to Qiu Rui as she crawled, "Miss Wei, Miss Wei, I beg you, I only have this one son, if he dies, I won't be able to live anymore."

Wei Meimei sneered, "You two really are worthy of being mother and son. One is conceited and lies, and the other is morally blackmailing."

She simply controlled Qiu Rui's body to sit on the balcony railing, swinging her legs leisurely, half of her body leaning back, looking at the woman kneeling and kowtowing to her with a playful expression and continued:

"I can let Qiu Rui go, but——"

Mother Qiu raised her head with a hopeful look in her eyes and said quickly, "Tell me, I will agree to whatever you want, as long as you let my son go!"

Wei Meimei smiled, "I want you to jump down from here, and then I will let Qiu Rui go. What do you think?"

Mother Qiu was stunned, and then stammered, "You, you, what did you say? You want me to jump down from here?"

"Yes, if you jump from here, you can save your son. Why? Didn't you say that if he died, you wouldn't be able to survive either? Then I will show mercy and let one of you survive. Today, it's either you or him. You can choose."

Mother Qiu had a strange look on her face and she bit her lower lip tightly.

Her eyes darted around randomly, and finally she caught a glimpse of Qiu Lingfeng at the gate.

Seeing a woman and Xie Junyan from the Xie family standing next to him, she immediately burst into tears, then ran straight to the balcony railing and put one foot on it.

"Woo woo woo, okay, I promise you, if my life can save my son's life, I, I will jump right now!"

Wei Meimei raised her eyebrows; she saw those people at the door.

She knew that Qiu Rui's father must have hired someone to kill her again this time.

It doesn't matter.

After all, my hands will soon be stained with blood and I will become a fierce ghost. Then I will go to the underworld to surrender myself.

But before that, she would not let anyone ruin her revenge.

She used Qiu Rui's face and laughed at herself in her heart: Ha, if only I had such courage when I was alive. I'm going to jail anyway, so I might as well kill Xu Ru and the others and then go to jail in the world of the living. But now, not only have I not killed the instigators in prison, but once this matter is settled, I'll go straight to the eighteenth level of hell.

“Isn’t it a bad deal?”

Wei Meimei nodded, "Yeah, that's right, I also think it's not worth it..."

She paused and turned back sharply to look downstairs.

The Qiu family’s single-family villa has four floors.

At this time, Wei Meimei was controlling Qiu Rui's body and the balcony was exactly the balcony of Qiu Rui's luxurious bedroom on the fourth floor.

So when she heard Si Tong's words below, she could only twist her head, which was already at the limit of its bones, to look down.

A 'click' sound.

Si Tong's hearing was far superior to that of ordinary people, so when she grinned, she thought, "Tsk tsk, this must have hurt a lot."

Uh ~

But it was Qiu Rui who deserved it. Who made him do such a thing?

Wei Meimei frowned irritably, manually tilted her head, adjusted the position and looked at the beautiful young lady below, and her eyebrows suddenly frowned even tighter.

She said, "Sister, you'd better not take this job. You're so pretty and I don't want to be your enemy. I know you must be a powerful person since you can see me and understand what I'm thinking. But even if you are faster, you're definitely not as fast as me..."

As she said this, she controlled Qiu Rui's body and released the hand on the balcony.

Now only the toes of Qiu Rui's body were hooked on the railing, and he was hanging upside down on the balcony.

As long as 'he' loosens his toes, Qiu Rui will surely fall to his death.

Because there is a real stone road underneath!

"Sister, if I become a fierce ghost, you won't be able to beat me." Wei Meimei looked at Si Tong and continued in a serious tone: "Since you know what I'm thinking, you must also know the reason and process of my jumping off the building. Do you think Qiu Rui is innocent?"

Si Tong shook his head and answered her affirmatively: "What he has suffered these days is what he deserves. He owes you. If you want, you can take his life. I am not here to stop you."

Wei Meimei was stunned. She tilted her head in confusion, "Huh? Sister, why are you different from those serious masters?"

Si Tong: “…”

Why does it sound like he's scolding her?

Xie Junyan beside her chuckled.

The voice was very low, almost like a breath.

But Si Tong still heard it.

She elbowed him hard in the stomach.

But after this, the other party's expression did not change at all, and she paused.

Really—hard!

So, Si Tong withdrew his arm, glared at Xie Junyan, then turned around and continued talking to Wei Meimei.

She patted her chest and said, "Sister, I am a serious mystic!"

Wei Meimei was amused by Si Tong. "Hahaha, sister, you are so funny. It's a pity that I am a ghost and you are a mystic. After all, we are incompatible and our paths are different. Sister, you just said that you would not stop me from killing Qiu Rui?"

As soon as these words were spoken, everyone at the scene except Xie Junyan looked at Si Tong nervously.

However, Si Tong shrugged and said fairly: "Don't advise others to be kind without experiencing their suffering. As long as you think it's worth it, you can do whatever you want. But - if it were me, I would think it's a bit unfair. It would be much easier to die. It would be better to let such a proud child of heaven fall from the clouds into the swamp. Wouldn't that be more of a pleasure of revenge?"