Before her words had ended, they were indeed interrupted by Su Junxin's cold laughter.
"Disgusting."
The smile on Meng Zhou's face barely held firm as he lifted his gaze towards Su Junxin, exuding a hint of suppressed anger, "What did you say?"
In her previous life, he had tied her to the bed after dosing her with a drug, intent on forcefully possessing her.
Although her face was flushed and her consciousness was gradually blurred, her gaze remained cold and disdainful. As she stared into his eyes, she slowly uttered the word "disgusting," as if looking at an item not worth mentioning.
Meng Zhou was thoroughly enraged and lost all interest, throwing her into the dungeon to be tortured.
And now, Su Junxin once again said those words to him.
The same look, the same tone.
A nerve twitched in Meng Zhou's brain as anger spread from the depths of his eyes.
Yet, Su Junxin laughed, her pink lips parting as she pronounced each word slowly, "I said, I find you disgusting."
