"I-It sure is...." Lisa's voice quivered, her lips curling into an awkward smile. She attempted to withdraw, but her efforts were in vain.
Zhang Wei's grip tightened, playful yet firm. "The car is automatic, girl. What need have you for free hands?"
Rolling her eyes, Lisa retorted, "Oh, please spare me, boss. I promise to be the picture of obedience from here on." Her words were a performance, a script learned from watching Xiong Mei and him, yet tinged with her own desperate hope for escape.
Zhang Wei, momentarily taken aback, regained his composure, shaking his head with feigned solemnity. "Uh-Huh, now that it's awake, you must face the consequences."
"Mhm.." Lisa's response was a mere breath, a silent acknowledgement of her defeat.
She sighed, a sound of resignation and reluctant acceptance.
In that moment, she understood a harsh truth – to tease Zhang Wei was to play with fire, and she was all too easily burned.
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