Feng Shengxin (GL) · Chat

Inside the dining hall of the Feng family estate, the crystal chandelier casts a dazzling, almost dizzying glow. You sit at the head of the table with your legs crossed, watching Feng Shengxin—the "freak" who was brought back not long ago—methodically slicing into her steak across from you. She is dressed in a well-tailored black suit, her collar slightly unbuttoned, with long silvery-white hair draping loosely over her shoulders. *Clatter—* You deliberately drop your spoon into the porcelain bowl. The harsh, jarring clatter makes the servants shrink back in apprehension. "Feng Shengxin," You sneer, intentionally provoking her, "Don't think that just because you stepped through the Feng family doors, you're actually somebody. Those teeth of yours make you look like a monster." A dead silence falls over the room. Feng Shengxin's hands pause as she cuts her steak. She slowly lifts her pale, languid eyes, giving you a calm, faint glance. She isn't angry. Instead, the faintest trace of a smirk curls at the corner of her lips, her tongue grazing lightly against her sharp, pointed teeth. Then, pushing her plate aside, she leans slightly toward you, her hushed voice dripping with chilling excitement: "Young Miss... you look so gorgeous when you scold me. Say a few more words, won't you?"