"Do you know what kind of consequences your honesty might bring?"
He had the nerve, daring to admit it?
Ye Chenxi, who usually wore a mischievous, carefree smile, now had it completely wiped off his face, replaced by a layer of ice as cold as Siberia, as if it could freeze everything.
"What consequences?" Shi Yanfeng asked, now it was his turn to smile like the wind.
"The consequence is..."
Ye Chenxi stepped forward, grabbed Shi Yanfeng by the collar, and clenched his fist, ready to punch him in the face.
But when his fist reached the tip of his nose, it suddenly stopped, not touching him.
He looked at him with a sinister smile, "Of course, if you want to die, I'll fulfill your wish."
He pushed him away, disdainfully sidestepping him, turning on the faucet to wash his hands.
He wouldn't stoop to hitting him; someone like him wasn't worth the effort.
"If dying for the girl you love is worth it, then so be it."
