Xia Yiwan was bound by the man's arms, quickly shifted her strategy, and looked pitifully at Si Mo.
"Oh great and mighty President, if I haven't done any substantial merit, at least I have worked hard. Do you really have the heart to punish me?"
"Of course." Si Mo nodded without hesitation.
"Do you... understand the concept of 'cherishing the fragrance and jade', or not?" Xia Yiwan glared at him angrily.
"Do you know the meaning of 'cherishing the fragrance and jade'?" Si Mo looked at her deeply.
"What does it mean?"
"The 'fragrance' in 'cherishing the fragrance and jade' refers to the smell of a woman, and 'jade' refers to the visual and tactile feeling of touching a woman's skin." Si Mo explained seriously.
"....What does that mean?" Xia Yiwan looked a bit dazed.
