The car slowed down by the seaside.
Where the water met the sand, the car came to a stop, and the interior light came on, while simultaneously, a blues tune started to play.
The sound system with its surround stereo effect felt amazing.
It set a very romantic mood…
He turned his body towards her, his long arm reaching over, and encircled her in a narrow space.
"Boyfriend?"
He smirked devilishly, his eyes burning with heat.
It took her a moment to remember that he was referring to her earlier deliberate confrontation with the plump girl.
"Mr. Gong, I'm sorry, I didn't ask for your consent, I won't do it again next time…"
She still dared not fantasize about what kind of role she played in his world.
Moreover, in a sense, she was using him and didn't dare have any other expectations.
He reached out and lifted her chin, "Right, I don't like that title! Choose another!"
"Got it, Gong, President!!" she quickly corrected herself.
