Su Fanxing moved the knife away from her hand and sat down, pulling up a chair.
Seeing her like this, Ji Huan stretched out her hand.
The knife immediately struck down coldly and mercilessly, "What are you doing?"
"My throat hurts too much; I need to drink some water," Ji Huan suppressed the rage in her heart and had to bow her head to speak to Su Fanxing.
Such a lowly demeanor should have been Su Fanxing's towards her!
Daring not to express her anger, Ji Huan could only look at Su Fanxing weakly.
Su Fanxing took a water glass, carelessly poured some, and handed it to her.
With the water moistening her dry throat, Ji Huan felt somewhat better. She wouldn't cough uncontrollably after uttering just two words, though her voice remained hoarse, "Your father deceived me into going out, only to end up kidnapping me."
"Why did he deceive you into going out? What benefits did he offer?"
Su Fanxing asked mockingly.
