"Don't point your gun on me." Lyca's face darkened.
"Hey, Jingyi… we are only talking. What are you doing?" Tang Ruyi immediately stood. "Stop it!" She tried to move her cousin's arms away from Lyca's head but the latter seemed to engrossed in his own anger, he actually had his finger on the trigger. "Jingyi! Stop it! This is a misunderstanding!"
"What was he doing to you? Did he try to touch you?"
"Jingyi! What are you talking about? I already told you— "
"Then why were you on the floor? You looked pale and scared! Tell me honestly! Did he scare you? I can blow his f*ucking heads off in a few seconds."
Lyca snorted when she heard his words then she suddenly grabbed the gun and pulled it towards her forehead. "You wanna shoot me?" she taunted. "Go ahead." Right now, the cold barrel of the gun was in the middle of her forehead.