Made finished speaking and directly chambered a bullet. If Xiaoling didn't talk, he'd really shoot her.
Xiaoling's heart nearly leapt out of her throat. Her beautiful eyes were widened to the extreme, fearing that Made's gun would accidentally go off and kill her.
"Alright, don't get excited, I'll talk." Swallowing hard, Xiaoling nodded tremblingly.
Made turned on the study's light, and the mess covering the floor was from when he threw things during dinner, which he had yet to clean up.
"Speak! Do you still want to fool me?" Made raised his voice again, and the cold gun muzzle touched Xiaoling's skin once more.
"What kind of medication is it?"
"It's... it's a medication with sedative components."
"Bullshit!" Made roared in anger, refusing to believe her lies.
Seeing he didn't believe her, Xiaoling grew increasingly anxious. Even she didn't believe this excuse, let alone fool Made.
But Xiaoling still endured the chaos of Made's wrath and continued to defend herself.
