Gu Xiao leaned close to her ear, his voice cold and harsh, slowly saying, "The right to decide isn't for you to give but for me to want or not."
Qin Youbei instantly understood the meaning behind his words and was so angered she nearly couldn't catch her breath.
"Similarly, don't think that just because you stayed, I must make money for you, understand?" Having said that, Gu Xiao's hand recklessly roamed over her waist.
"I understand, so may I ask if I can get up now?" Qin Youbei glowered at him, feeling that he was being unreasonable.
No, it was more like deliberate retaliation.
The annoyance from the slap on the yacht had not subsided, mmm... Qin Youbei couldn't stand his caresses, causing her body to tremble uncontrollably.
She leaned back, suspended in air, her hands subconsciously bracing against the tabletop, when suddenly she heard the sound of glass sliding.
Turning her head, she saw it was the red wine she'd knocked over on the table.
