"Eat, I'll let you enjoy it, you bastard."
Watching Lu Tianxing devour his meal, Xue Man felt a surge of displeasure. A gleam flashed in her eyes and her lips curled into a sinister smile as she slowly approached him.
Catching the smile on Xue Man's face out of the corner of his eye, Lu Tianxing felt a pang of alarm, inwardly cursing, "This is bad." Ever since Bai Zhiqing and her group had walked into the cafeteria, he had been secretly watching them, particularly noticing the disturbing smile on Xue Man's face. He didn't believe for a second that Xue Man would let him off easily—she probably had a plot in mind.
As Xue Man slowly neared Lu Tianxing, the malicious arc of her lips became more pronounced, and though she passed by him without any incident, it slightly eased Lu Tianxing's tension. Could it be that he was just being paranoid, mistrusting others through his own pettiness?
"Not good."
