Chapter 118: A Dagger Hidden Beneath Politeness
Ding Meng shuddered instinctively, realizing she was actually being threatened by a kid. The rage surged uncontrollably, but the moment she looked up, she met the icy-cold gaze of the teenager. The words she wanted to spit out got swallowed back.
No, she absolutely couldn’t let this brat lead her around by the nose. He was just bluffing.
Slamming the table hard, Ding Meng glared fiercely. "Rong Xianning, do you know what you’re doing right now? Threatening me? I guarantee you won’t see the sun rise tomorrow!"
A flash of white light cut across her vision. Ding Meng screamed without thinking, only to see a dagger embedded into the table just fractions of an inch away from her finger. Her pinky finger almost ended up severed.
She collapsed back into her chair, drenched in cold sweat, still petrified.
"The knife’s right here. If you’ve got the guts, kill me now."
Rong Xianning grinned, baring his teeth. In Ding Meng’s eyes, this exquisitely beautiful teenager was somehow more terrifying than a demon.
Crazy, he’s absolutely crazy.
Killing someone—Ding Meng certainly wouldn’t dare. At this moment, she was entirely shaken by the boy’s sudden and audacious act.
"I’ve got nothing to lose. If I die, so be it. But you, President Ding—you’ve got your luxury mansion, sports cars, your company assets, and your boyfriends. You’ll lose all of them. After struggling for half your life to get here, are you sure you want to gamble it all against someone with nothing?"
The barefoot fear nothing.