Chapter 64 Haven't been burned enough?

Wanqiu's private malice, Zhiyi had experienced it in her past life.

She switched between two faces with ease, and her act was watertight.

In her past life, Zhiyi would try to explain things every which way, but now she realized that there was no need to go through so much trouble to deal with Wanqiu.

Going mad would suffice.

Zhiyi put down her phone and grabbed the scalding coffee pot, turning around abruptly.

"Is your mouth so foul because it hasn't been scalded enough?"

"Miss Song, would you like to taste what it's like to be tormented by a madman here?"

"I've lost a job, but you're losing your own face, as well as that of the Song Family and Third Young Master—can you afford that?"

Sure enough, as soon as she saw the coffee pot, Wanqiu's facial muscles twitched instinctively, her foundation almost shaking off.

She immediately stepped back two paces, her eyes showing ruthless intent, "Lin Zhiyi, don't get too smug, do you think you've won?"