He tells you to decide now, either way

“I don’t wanna be me,” he says. “I know what it’s like to be you, and if I can’t be a cute woman I’d rather be dead! But you know I don’t have the guts to kill myself — unless you give me an easy way to do it! So, make up your mind now, Ms. Ma: make me jump off the roof or make me a woman like you!”

The death of a copy of your previous self would be so tidy, and it would rattle his relatives, make them feel guilty for ignoring him. And yet... is it really enough to be delectable, happy, but unimportant little Carrie Ma when you can really use the old you’s inheritance properly, to make him into a beautiful rich woman, someone who matters?