Mu Nanqing bit her lip, frowning deeply.
Zhang Chong leered as he moved close to Mu Nanqing, reaching his hand toward her thigh. "Come on, stop being so prissy. I know you've accepted it. Let's go to the hotel now."
Mu Nanqing's face was full of fear as she quickly pushed Zhang Chong away. "You... don't do this. I'll request to check the surveillance. If it really was me who broke the watch, I'll find a way to compensate you."
Zhang Chong, with visions of Mu Nanqing's bare thighs in his head, didn't expect to be pushed by her. He lost his balance and fell to the ground with a thud.
The crowd erupted into laughter.
Embarrassed and enraged, Zhang Chong scrambled up from the floor, glared at Mu Nanqing with gritted teeth, and slapped her across the face.
"Son of a bitch, too good for your good fortune, huh? You really think I'm patient!"
Mu Nanqing covered her face, suffused with grievances.
