Shangguan Ning wiped her tears, instantly. She replied, "You are not a man of your word. I will not drink this."
He had seen him drop a pill into this cocktail. She was smart enough to not drink it.
"I will keep my word this time. The ring will be yours, as long as you drink this."
Jing Yiran was leaning lazily, against the sofa. Shangguan Ning moved away from him, trying to keep as much distance between them as possible.
He was certain that Shangguan Ning would definitely drink this cocktail.
By now, he had been able to gauge Shangguan Ning's personality.
Jing Yiran was the kind of man who would get obsessed with a woman, if she wasn't interested in him. He would try all his tactics to lure her.
He would threaten her, seduce her, use coercion – nothing was off the table, as long as she eventually gave in to him.
He had met all kinds of women, in his life. He knew exactly what made each of them tick.
