"Don't you dare do anything that angers me, okay?"
Though phrased as a question, it unmistakably carried the tone of a condescending command, brimming with an unshakeable threat of cold danger.
Xia Feng really wanted to laugh.
He didn't even have to pretend; the scorn curling his lips came naturally from deep within, "Miss Mu, whatever are you pretending to be?"
Xia Feng roughly opened her hand and then somewhat forcefully patted her delicate, cool cheek, his taunts reaching a crescendo, "Got a bit of respect and now you're all puffed-up, thinking you're invincible, are you?"
In the face of Mr. Xia's extremely contemptuous actions and tone, Mu Qingtong had already achieved a state of dispassionate calm.
After all, ignorance knows no fear.
She would allow him to remain arrogant a few more times before he would cower completely before Mr. Xia.
After that, the foolish Mr. Xia wouldn't have this opportunity anymore.
