Zi Yumo glared with wide eyes.
"So you finally know who I am. You've deceived my sister; how should I deal with you, huh?"
"Should I break your legs, snap your arms, or just straight-up twist your neck?"
Zi Yumo teased Xu Qianli, and it wasn't just playful banter—she really wanted to kill the guy.
Just think about how innocent and kind her sister was, to be deceived by such trash—it was like a swan getting manhandled by a toad.
Facing Zi Yumo's threats, Xu Qianli suddenly stretched out his hand and pushed her chest, forcefully shoving her away. Then he busied himself rubbing his ears; it really hurt.
Zi Yumo instinctively covered her chest, her whole person in disarray.
God, she had just been kissed on the cheek by Xu Qianli, and now she had been attacked in the chest.
She thought she was going to sort out Xu Qianli, but she ended up taking a big loss!
Zi Yumo was about to speak, but Xu Qianli beat her to it.
