She Was Not Someone to Be Trifled With

"Pfft!"

Li Qiandong, who was sitting at the back table, was drinking water. When he heard this, he could not help but spit out all the water in his mouth.

'Eating rats...'

This reply was simply amazing!

The man in plain clothes sitting in front of Li Qiandong was holding a string of bright red Buddha beads in his hand. When he heard this, he slightly raised his eyes. There seemed to be a faint smile between his brows. The vapor from the tea curled up, making that smile seem even more unreal and somewhat cold.

His slender fingers slowly twirled around the polished Buddhist beads. Between his fingers and the Buddhist beads, there was a clear distinction between the dazzling white and cold red.

The little girl's mouth was very sharp.

She was not someone to be trifled with.