Li Chengjing is just a spoiled little princess. Watching Shang Xixia return to the team, she was so furious that her teeth clenched and fists tightened, her eyes practically spitting fire!
"Zeng Jing, you need to stay calm, keep your composure." Qu Yanyan's lips curled into a slight smirk as she watched Li Chengjing's flustered manner, revealing a trace of disdain. But even though she looked down on this brainless woman with a not-so-impressive chest, Qu Yanyan still had to act demure and gentle.
"How am I supposed to stay calm? Tell me, how?!" Li Chengjing completely lost it!
"Qu Yanyan, don't think I don't know what you're plotting. You just want to use me as a stepping stone to highlight your fake nobility, don't you? Dragging me here for this damn military training—this is all your twisted scheme, isn't it? Just wait until I tell my brother. He'll ruin you! Didn't you scream pretty miserably yesterday?"
