Self-Panicking

Lin Wanwan could not help but sigh. It was such a lame method of provocation again.

The way Han Zixi insulted her intelligence really made her feel troubled.

"Stop this nonsense. I won't go back on my word."

Lin Wanwan accepted the cup of tea and casually inhaled the fragrance of the tea leaves. A look of intoxication was revealed on her face.

She looked towards Han Zixi. Her eyes were calm and deep, as if a storm was about to hit the sea and a sense of deep danger was hidden beneath.

"However, I'll put my ugly words to the front too. If you want to go back on your word, there's no door. Not even a window."

Looking into her frightening gaze, Han Zixi actually felt her heart turn cold. Very quickly, she gave a cold laugh. "When have you seen any winner go back on her word?"

With regards to such self-confidence, Lin Wanwan only had a response. "Heh heh."

She drank a sip of tea, then used a paper towel to wipe her mouth.