Ou Jue's jawline was taut as he tugged at the corners of his cold lips.
The next second, he directly raised his arm and fiercely grabbed Susan's neck, "Do you really think I wouldn't dare?"
"Cough... cough cough..." Susan's face suddenly turned pale, and her breathing became increasingly difficult.
It's so uncomfortable, she was going to be strangled to death, she was about to be strangled to death!
"I hate being threatened the most." Ou Jue tightened his grip even more, his handsome face calm and unruffled, yet his eyes seemed to freeze over with frost, his voice bone-chilling, "Especially being threatened by a fake spouting lies!"
At that moment, Susan felt a bit scared.
The young man standing in front of her was none other than Ou Jue, Young Master Ou.
This young man was even more ruthless and reserved than Ling Chen back then, with a maturity beyond his years, decisive and merciless were his hallmark words.
Perhaps she shouldn't have provoked him like that just now.
