Lin Tang explained indifferently, "...I don't like people whose minds are stingier than a hornet's nest."
Min Feiying froze, and upon realizing what had been said, her face contorted with displeasure.
"What do you mean by that?" she asked, her eyes filled with hostility.
The fingers clutching the small box increased their rubbing frequency, desperately suppressing the surging anger within.
Lin Tang said with a smile, "Comrade Min is so clever, you surely understand what I mean; I'm not familiar with you and have no interest in interacting with you—do you understand what I'm saying now?"
Min Feiying's expression became even more unsightly.
Her eyes, as cold as those of a wild beast, were daunting.
Lin Tang met her gaze with a smile, her demeanor unchanging.
After a moment, Min Feiying lowered her eyelids and smiled.
Lin Tang's expression remained the same, but inside she grew alert.
...Holy mother, there really is a freak!!
But Min Feiying did nothing at all.