Reaching the Civil Affairs Bureau Entrance, Amelia Smith tried to run as soon as the car stopped, but William Lane locked the car door, and her attempt was unsuccessful.
Unable to open the car door, Amelia gripped her seat belt and looked at William: "I won't go in. If you drag me in there, I'll shout and tell people inside that you're forcing me, and then I'll call the police on you."
William smiled: "Alright, you can try."
Amelia furrowed her brow, biting her lower lip: "Young Master Lane, what's there to like about me? I have no prestigious background, no impressive education, no abilities..."
Amelia's voice grew quieter.
Noticing no change in William's tone, he said, "I like your face."
Amelia was shocked: "How can you be so superficial?"
"Is there anything wrong with that?" William defended himself.
"I, I..." Amelia was speechless.
William continued: "Then tell me why you don't like me?"
Amelia gripped her seatbelt, not knowing what to say.
