To Xia Ning, Su Jingcheng was the last name she ever wanted to hear!
That man could always irritate her without any effort, making her want to tear him into pieces. That was right. He could always bring out the most violent side of her.
"Don't mention that name in front of me again. I'll only say that once." Xia Ning hacked the peeled apple into halves with one strike, then made another cut!
Seeing Xia Ning's swift movements, Wen Yue opened her mouth, but words had failed her. But when she recalled what that man was capable of, she said after some hesitation. "Asteria, you should be careful. He's not happy that you didn't go home for the Chinese New Year and I'm afraid the old master will…"
"Suit himself!" Xia Ning glanced at Wen Yue. "He didn't scare me before and he's not going to scare me now. There. Let's go have some fruit!" After that, she put the fruit on a plate and walked out of the kitchen.
