Lu Zhanying's patience was running thin; he urged in a cold voice, "Hurry up."
"If you're capable, kill me then!" Lin Dong acted as if he had nothing to lose, apparently convinced that it was just a woman making empty threats and wouldn't dare to actually do anything.
Song Yan pressed a hand to her forehead.
The show of defiance from Lin Dong was beginning to make her worry faintly.
Yingying... she...
Was especially bad at handling provocation.
Sure enough, the next second, a fine line of blood appeared on Lin Dong's neck.
Lin Dong took a sharp breath, unable to believe she had really dared to make a move.
He immediately stopped all rash actions, looking terrified of death.
Shi Hui was startled too, "Oh my god, there's blood! Don't mess around, do you know who he is? If something really happens, you won't get off easily either!"
The commotion here had already attracted the attention of many.
Song Yan's gaze swept over casually and abruptly paused, then returned...
