"So what!?" Tianxin craned her neck, looking at him with a defiant expression on her face.
"Do you want to know how I usually treat naughty children?" A faint smile curled at the corners of Chen Yiran's mouth as he looked at Tianxin with his deep-set eyes, his voice containing a hint of danger as he slowly asked.
"..." Tianxin couldn't help but swallow, taking two more steps back, only to realize that she had backed herself into a corner with nowhere else to go.
"I'm not a child..." Tianxin's weak voice emphasized once again to Chen Yiran.
For some reason, she always felt that Chen Yiran's gaze on her at this moment was like a hawk eyeing its prey.
"Really? If you weren't a child, you wouldn't throw tantrums, you wouldn't skip tutoring sessions out of spite, nor would you avoid seeing me by not opening the door for me." Chen Yiran slowly articulated each word to Tianxin, his voice seeming as icy as a sharpened sword, instantly freezing the surrounding air.
