Lu Yeming looked at her coldly, his gaze as sharp as a steel blade. "So you are going to ruin yourself?"
"Yes. I would rather ruin myself than let you have me."
Hearing this, the only sign of anything more than indifference was the sight of his clenched fists. "Jun Xiqing, the one thing I hate the most is being threatened by others."
"How is this a threat? I am nothing in President Lu's heart. At the very most, you will just end up spending a bit of your precious time to find another woman who is willing to go to bed with you and bear your children."
"Miss Jun, please don't do this." Fan Men made to move forward once again.
Jun Xiqing's face turned cold. She drew the sharp golden hairpin across the soft skin on her pink neck, scratching out a bloody line.
She was serious.
Fan Men didn't dare to make another move. Anyone could see the resolve in Jun Xiqing's eyes.
