"Misunderstanding?" Du Xiaorong stood in front of her, slightly shorter and tilting her head to look up at Meng Xi'er. "What misunderstanding? Is it a misunderstanding that you seduced my senior brother, or him liking you for four years is a misunderstanding? Or could it be that my senior brother ignoring me for four years because of a photo of you, is all just a misunderstanding?!"
As she finished her words, a cold glint shot from Du Xiaorong's eyes, a murderous intent flashed ominously from her gaze, causing Meng Xi'er's palms to perspire instantly.
"What do you want to do to me?"
She steadied her voice and asked quietly.
"I won't kill you," Du Xiaorong looked at Meng Xi'er's slightly pale face and chuckled lightly. "At least, until senior brother is willing to find me, I won't do anything to you."
"…" Meng Xi'er was slightly relieved.
"However…" Du Xiaorong's faint smile reappeared, "If senior brother insists on not coming, I can't guarantee what I will do to you."
