"Sheng Shushu!" Sheng Huannian's pupils dilated as he charged over with large strides.
Sheng Shushu looked at him with cold indifference as she continued to burn the check between her fingers, showing no intention of moving away.
Not until Sheng Huannian pushed her aside.
Sheng Shushu fell onto the sofa behind her, and the half-burned check fell to the ground along with her.
Sheng Huannian slapped his hand down to extinguish the remaining flames.
Realizing that it was beyond repair, he turned his near-mad gaze toward her on the sofa, "You ungrateful wolf, you thankless cur!"
"If you block my path, don't expect to live!"
While cursing, Sheng Huannian looked around the living room for something to grasp.
When he grabbed the vase beside the sofa, Sheng Shushu clearly saw utter heartlessness and disgust in his eyes.
But she didn't plan to dodge, simply grabbing a pillow and holding it in front of her face instead.