"I have a gun too."
When these words came out of Fang Yi's mouth, coupled with his supremely smug expression, he looked exactly like some big bad guy from a cheesy movie.
But this was reality; Fang Yi really did have a gun, and it was no small firearm.
Lin Xueru naturally knew what Fang Yi meant by 'gun.' As someone who had been around the block, Lin Xueru was in her thirties, yet still a virgin, but no matter how naive, it was impossible for her to be completely clueless.
Lin Xueru's charming face instantly clouded over. As the precious daughter of the Lin Family, she had always been arrogant; no one had ever dared to speak to her like this.
"Do you doubt I'll shoot?" Lin Xueru's voice was ice-cold.
At this moment, Fang Yi suddenly stood up and walked towards Lin Xueru.
