Chapter 22: Chapter 21 He is scum (1)

Borrow, an, ash, tray…

The bastard calls her over just to borrow an ashtray?

And to use her freshly squeezed orange juice, the orange juice she hadn't even had a chance to drink, as his ashtray?

Listen, are those words that people should say?

Look, is that something that people should do?

Chen Enci felt that her dignity had been severely insulted, and the fire in her heart was creeping up, making her angrier.

"If you can smile, don't talk. If you talk, don't take action"… Remembering these words from Lu Xing, she suppressed the urge to smash the cup she was holding against Qin Jie's forehead and glared at him.

One second, two seconds, three seconds… after ten seconds, Chen Enci, who couldn't even squeeze out an awkward smile, directly lashed out: "If glares could kill, you'd be dead a thousand times, no, ten thousand times!"