"Don't push your luck." Lin Mengyao said coldly, looking at the woman.
"So what if I'm pushing my luck? I'm settling my scores with him; what does it have to do with you? Don't forget, we still have unfinished business between us. Instead of worrying about others, you should worry about yourself. I'm a person who holds grudges and will never forget you." The woman looked at Lin Mengyao with malicious intent and said word by word, "I really hate your face. I want to ruin it."
Lin Mengyao wasn't frightened by her words; instead, Yu Xia was so scared her face turned pale. She shivered and said, "How can you be so evil? Just because of a bit of jealousy, you want to destroy someone. People like you won't have a good end after you die."