Liu Zhizhong's expression suddenly turned very serious, his handsome face became stern, and his magnetic voice was filled with an inexplicable oppressive force.
Luo Yanling's heart raced and flushed, and she couldn't help feeling a bit frightened.
This handsome man had a terrifying side.
She was no fool; she fully understood what Liu Zhizhong meant, but she said, "Liu Zhizhong, you bad guy, you dare to threaten me."
Saying this, she already sounded less confident.
Liu Zhizhong could hear that she was backing down.
So, Liu Zhizhong calmly said, "Talking about threats is meaningless. I'm just laying out the facts and reasoning with you, making you aware of the consequences. We're all adults here, who doesn't have a brain and can't see reason? Unless, you are indeed a brainless, sexy vixen."
"You… your wife is the vixen! Your wife is the one who's brainless!" Luo Yanling retorted somewhat angrily.
Actually, she felt secretly pleased, as it was another veiled compliment.
