"Let go now… if you don't let go, don't blame me for being rude." Wang Meng was on the verge of exploding, and the veins on his forehead were visible!
He knew this woman had designs on him, otherwise, why would she keep holding him like this time and again? It was utterly shameless...
Song Qian'ai saw his expression and knew there was no way she could let go. If she did, she would be facing a dead end, so she held on even tighter.
Besides, if she were to let go, she needed to negotiate terms for her safety first.
"I can let go, but you... you have to swear you won't pester me anymore and won't pursue anything that happened before today. From now on, we're each on our own, no more entanglements." Since she was already holding him, she might as well be shameless. This wasn't the first time, so her mental pressure had eased considerably. Though there was some embarrassment, it was greatly diminished...
