Li Sicheng finally untied the remaining rope, looked at his wrists with red marks, and stretched.
Tang Mengying looked at his comfortable look, took a sip of red wine, and smiled.
He saw a red lip print on the red wine glass. Tang Mengying's reaction was much lighter than he had imagined. "You are not afraid that I will run now?"
"You can't run." Tang Mengying calmly said, "There are so many people outside, unless you have the ability to jump out of the window, you can't escape." Then, she glanced at him and chuckled. "But if you want to go down, I can take you down easily. That is, as long as you tell me about your accomplices, or... You can choose to have sex with me once, I will also let you go. Four years, you can finally go back. Don't you want to?"
"Want to sleep with me so much?" With half a smile in his eyes, Li Sicheng looked down at her with a disdainful coldness.
"Of course," Tang Mengying chuckled. "I even dream of it."
