"Bad man! Let go!" Rong Qi was fuming. The butler, who had been watching the show, comforted her.
"Ma'am, it's okay to play, but you must not curse," said the butler.
Rong Qi turned around and glared at the butler. She complained in her heart, 'Who was playing? This was clearly a fight! Are you old and have bad eyesight?'
Rong Qi tried to turn her wrist, but it hurt from Ye Nanshen's grip. She felt helpless and angry at the same time.
'Is this man serious? Doesn't he know how to be gentle with women? Although I'm pretending to be a retard, I'm still a woman!' Rong Qi cursed in her heart.
In fact, Ye Nanshen really hadn't thought so much. He was still secretly pleased with himself for grabbing Rong Qi's wrist.
"I told you not to provoke me, but you didn't listen. Do you surrender now?" Ye Nanshen asked.
Rong Qi was so angry that she gritted her teeth and shook her head with a pout.
