Fan Er had spelled it out this far; if she still didn't understand what he meant, she'd really be a fool.
"Not so dumb, huh?" Fan Er lifted her chin, forcing her to look herself in the eye.
Jia Shanliang brushed his hand aside: "It depends on my mood. If I'm in a good mood, I can't be bothered to talk about those annoying things. But if I'm in a bad mood, I might accidentally let something slip, and you can't blame me for that, can you?"
"Give you an inch, and you take a mile. Do you think a few words from you can turn the world upside down?" Fan Er sneered, "I'm telling you this so you'll wise up. If you can't learn how to keep your mouth shut, I'll teach you myself, how to speak, understand?" Fan Er pinched Jia Shanliang's chin, forcing her to open her mouth.
"I see your tongue looks quite nice. Wouldn't it be a shame to cut it off?"
Jia Shanliang kept shaking her head. From Fan Er's tone, she could tell he wasn't joking.
Indeed, with someone like him, what wouldn't he do?
