Tianxing's smile vanished from her face, and she turned her head. The servants in the kitchen had disappeared without her noticing.
Raising an eyebrow, she said, "What? Miss La, after going to so much trouble to get everyone out, are you planning to take a knife and injure yourself this time to frame me? Or are you planning to directly injure me with the knife?"
La Ting sneered as she glanced at the fruit knife on the counter, gritting her teeth, "I really do want to take a knife and injure you directly."
Tianxing casually picked up the knife from the side and handed it to her, "Here you go."
