You Can't Mention a Single Word

Yu Shu had finished speaking. Before she could step away, she was blocked by a black lighter with relief carvings. The lighter was wedged between well-defined and pleasant-looking slightly curved fingers.

Yu Shu stopped in her tracks suddenly. Subconsciously, she clenched her fists. Her heart was in her mouth. She turned around stiffly and looked up, only to meet Lu Chengzhou's cold and brutal gaze.

The man smiled. "You are pretty good. The future granddaughter-in-law of the Lu family?"

Scared for her life, Yu Shu shuddered.

"Are you playing word games with me?" Lu Chengzhou dragged his voice. His tone was light and slow, but he sounded very menacing.

Yu Shu looked at him and shuddered from his chilly gaze, as if her entire body were attacked by his aura.

She opened her mouth. "I…"