Qiu Wen was nearly furious, staring at the Rough Man's hand resting on her leg, filled with anger. This was blatant harassment! Had the situation not restrained her from acting rashly, she would have attacked long ago. But now, she dared not make any rash moves and could only scold coldly with her eyes.
"Why are you glaring at me so fiercely? Just because I touched your leg a few times? Is it really necessary to be so petty? If looks could kill, you would have executed me by now, wouldn't you?" The Rough Man laughed smugly, "Girl, I suggest you behave. If you don't know what's good for you, I'll kill you right here and now."
"You..." Qiu Wen suppressed her raging anger as she thought to herself, "We'll see. There will be a time when you get what's coming to you."
