My Scheming Little Devil

"Whether it’s reasonable depends on how much you value..." Jun Yiyi’s flattering voice suddenly turned cold, her hand swiftly attacked his throat, a silver fork like an arrow quickly pressed against his throat.

"Your own life."

Jun Yiyi’s voice was icy, her breath rapid, her heart racing like mad, one elbow locked behind Ji Lingkong’s neck, the other hand grabbed the fork and pressed it against his windpipe.

She succeeded; the plan she had been plotting all night was successful. This was due to her meticulous calculation of each step and her deliberate act of weakness to soften his alertness, taking the chance to approach him and succeed.

She was actually surprised it went so smoothly.

After all, coming from a political family, observing his usual actions, he was always cautious and alert. She didn’t expect that he would be so unguarded around her this time.

"You deceived me!" Even with his life threatened, Ling Kong did not show panic. The simple four words from his thin lips overflowed with indescribable icy coldness and even concealed intense anger, like volcanic magma, calm yet terrifying.

Jun Yiyi felt a thump in her heart, and a chill run down her spine.

"Right, who would’ve thought the son of the esteemed Councilman would be so easily deceived," she mocked.

Why such overwhelming anger; they were enemies from the start. All’s fair in war; her intent to deceive and use him to escape was only natural, wasn’t it?

"You’ll pay the price for this!" Ling Kong’s voice grew increasingly bone-chilling.

He had truly trusted her earlier, and her reward to him was a bite back, threatening his life to escape.

In spite of his persistent refusal to hand her over to the secret intelligence department for interrogation, she turned out to be a little ingrate.

His anger was hard to suppress, his usually calm emotions were on the verge of erupting; this girl betrayed his trust!

Jun Yiyi looked at his cold expression, not without caution, but she had no road to choose now. Offending him was inevitable, so she could only go all out.

"Councilman’s son, you speak strangely. If I stay, I would pay the price. To survive, I have to do this. Your position was destined to be adversarial, so there’s nothing more to say."

Ling Kong sneered: "Hmph, do you think you can escape like this? You have no identification, you can’t leave. You’re wanted in the Aus Empire and will soon be captured back."

Jun Yiyi bit her lip; she naturally knew leaving would also be dangerous, but at least her life wouldn’t be immediately threatened. As long as there’s a chance, if given time, maybe there’ll be a turn of events.

"Being caught is better than staying here with no assurance of life. Now, be obedient and stand up, order your men outside to lay down all weapons and surveillance, let us leave, and prepare a car—otherwise, Young Master, I can’t guarantee your life."

Jun Yiyi gritted her teeth, fiercely threatening.

Though she was threatening his life now, she dared not relax her vigilance because he wasn’t hurt. She couldn’t control his entire person, suppress his momentum and strength, hence fearing he might counterattack.

She could only use a rough threatening attitude to intimidate him.

Ling Kong still sat there motionless, his demeanor calm and composed, neither stunned nor frightened.

"What you’re doing is meaningless, I will never let you go."

The flat tone was unexpectedly strong, leaving no room for negotiation.

"What did you say?" Jun Yiyi gritted her teeth; who was really the hostage, and who was the captor?