Erya heard this, and looked at Ma Zhihao with a gloomy expression.
He's insulting her, mocking her...
Yet she couldn't refute him at all, and even felt ashamed, embarrassed, guilty...
"If you're so afraid of dying, then take good care of your life from now on." Ma Zhihao saw her expression dim, his chest sinking a bit.
He didn't want to speak words that upset her, but he couldn't control his mouth.
Besides, wasn't he just speaking the truth?
Other girls who go out to date come back with sweet smiles.
She, on the other hand, returned with a heavy heart, almost losing her life.
The way she dates is truly quite dramatic.
"I'm not afraid of dying..." Erya pursed her lips, feeling like whatever she said now was unconvincing.
"Whether you're afraid or not, I'd like to remind you to think a bit before you act in the future."
"..." Erya looked at him, pouting.
