A silent contest

"What's there to be sad about?"

Lin Hanxing's eyes seemed to be soaked in ice. They were calm but contained infinite coldness.

The smile on the second consort's face could hardly be maintained!

Was there anyone who spoke to her like that?

How could he answer this?

How to answer?

"I'll settle their scores one by one, but it's only a matter of time."

Lin Hanxing said indifferently. Every word he said was gentle, but when put together, it seemed bone-chilling and made people shiver.

"Miss Lin, you have a more unique personality than the rumors say."

&Quot; I ... I ... &Quot; Daisy squeezed out these words from between her teeth and responded reluctantly.

She regretted her actions of coming to na jilie's place today. It did not feel good to shoot herself in the foot.

Her head was hurting ...

"This is only our first meeting ..."

Lin Hanxing smiled nonchalantly, but the smile did not reach his eyes.

"There's still a long way to go,"