"What? You want to take something from me, can't just take it away for no reason, right?" Lu Chengfeng looked at her with a half-smile, "If you behave yourself, I might just give you the Lingxi Ancient Mirror."
"Lu Chengfeng, you bastard, you'll die a horrible death." Qi Lingxi cursed through gritted teeth, genuinely a bit annoyed this time — after all, she was an inexperienced girl when it came to men.
Being forcibly taken, she could maintain calm to fight for her own interest, a testament to her innate resilience and coldness. But being teased by Lu Chengfeng like this, she really couldn't bear it anymore.
"Haha, the last person who said that was Elder Chu Zhihe, guess what happened to her?" Lu Chengfeng said somewhat triumphantly, "Your future mother-in-law is already my woman, do you know? She's even better than you."
