"Oh? So you think you know me so well! Are you that sure the woman I fancy is that great? In fact, the woman I like is not only tricky and weird, but also impulsive, willful, and even more cold-blooded and cruel!" Leng Sichen said meaningfully.
Damn it!
The moment Leng Sichen finished speaking, Xia Yuxun felt a surge of anger shoot up inside her.
Despicable man!
I'm tricky and weird? I'm impulsive and willful? I'm cold-blooded and cruel? Your head must have been caught in a door!
Realizing this, Xia Yuxun woke up to her annoyance, frowning, truly furious at herself. What was she doing, why assume it was about her when he hadn't said he was talking about her?
"So what exactly do you want?" she asked, word for word, her tone already clearly impatient.
If I'm going to die, let it be swift!
Leng Sichen, probably uncomfortable from sitting for so long, tried to shift his body, but accidentally tugged at his wound, causing cold sweat to drip from his forehead.
