"This Wang Shouzhen actually dares to scold me!"
Murong Fenghua's eyes narrowed slightly. From childhood to adulthood, no one had ever dared to speak to her like that. Although she had anticipated this sort of reaction while preparing for her role-play last night, Murong Fenghua realized she had overestimated her tolerance.
Forget it, I don't want to act anymore. I won't put up with this. I'll crack open this kid's skull first and see what's going on.
[Be careful, the way she's looking at you doesn't bode well!]
[You poor fool, you're going to drop dead on the spot!]
"Crap!"
Wen Zhixing's heart leaped into his throat.
No way, Murong Fenghua holds a grudge like that? She wants to kill me just for a scolding? With such a temper, why the hell would she even role-play? Isn't this just sickening?
