Speaking, Wen Shi took step by step backward, ensuring the distance was safe enough before looking back at Tang Yiting, whose eyes were full of tears, "Xiao Tang, you see, your dear sister, she doesn't seem to want to choose you."
It was a low-end tactic, driving wedges between people.
Tang Yiting, sobbing with her head shaking, twisted her head along the back of the chair and glared at Wen Shi with bloodshot eyes full of resentment oozing from her gaze.
Narrowing his eyes slightly, Wen Shi caressed the button on the remote and said in a feigned annoyance, "Xiao Tang, I don't like the look in your eyes..."
He was threatening her, and Tang Yiting stiffened her neck; for the sake of her own life, she glared at him before quickly turning her head to look at the distant Gobi Desert.
She didn't dare to look at Li Qiao, afraid that her current state would affect Li Qiao's performance.
At that moment, Li Qiao cleared her throat and started walking forward.
