Conditions

"​Tingting, don't!"

Zhao Tianlei, who was not far away, felt his heart clench when he saw this scene and couldn't help shouting out.

Fang Siting had originally been reprimanding Wu Xuan. When she heard Zhao Tianlei shout, her face immediately flushed crimson. Gritting her teeth, she yelled at him, "Shut up! If you keep shouting nonsense, I'll kill him first, then you."

Zhao Tianlei immediately felt a little aggrieved. "I-I wasn't shouting nonsense."

Fang Siting's face reddened. "Don't call me Tingting."

To calm her down, Zhao Tianlei hurriedly asked, "Then what should I call you? Your full name, Fang Siting?"

Recalling what had happened in the past, Fang Siting flushed with anger and shouted through gritted teeth, "Hmph, you bastard. You'd better not even call me by my name."

With Fang Siting's knife pressed against his neck and her wild appearance making him nervous, Wu Xuan said, "Sister Ting, you don't look like a bad person. Could you put the knife down so we can talk this out?"

Fang Siting, however, refused to act reasonably and shouted at Wu Xuan, "Hmph, I have nothing to discuss with you. As long as you're his teammate—one of his people—you're my enemy."

"Uh..."

Now it was Wu Xuan's turn to be troubled. He gazed at Zhao Tianlei in the distance with an aggrieved, innocent look. "Brother Lei, what exactly did you do to Sister Ting? How did you make her hate you so much?"

Wu Xuan's question made Zhao Tianlei feel awkward. He said apologetically, "Sorry, brother. Miss Fang and I had a slight misunderstanding that night. You see, Miss Fang is so beautiful, and I'm a normal man, so—"

Hearing Zhao Tianlei get more and more outrageous, Fang Siting angrily pressed the knife in her hand against Wu Xuan's neck again. "Shut