Ming Mei's words were firm and strong, carrying a touch of possessive decisiveness.
Having said her piece, Ming Mei turned her gaze towards the stand-in housekeeper and held it for a full five seconds.
The housekeeper turned pale; those few seconds when Ming Mei's eyes bore into her made her feel as though her life hung in the balance, sinister winds seemed to swirl around her.
But it was Ming Mei's words that caused Kang Chen's heart to flutter.
Her stark and unveiled possessiveness gave Kang Chen an inexplicable feeling, far from repulsion; it actually brought him a sense of mild comfort.
Before he had time to contemplate these feelings, he responded with a veiled mockery: "What a big mouth you have."
Ming Mei sat back in her chair, a lengthy table between her and him, and said: "Those are my principles. Touch anything, but not my man. If you can handle it, handle it. If you can't, you can get lost, or I can."
