At last, they arrived at the upstairs room, and Wang Jie quickly swiped his card to unlock the door, then shoved Mengmeng inside before swiftly moving behind the door himself.
With the door locked behind them, Mengmeng, who had been pushed into the room, was already trembling with fear. The legs that were already aching felt weak in an instant, and her voice was shaking with a pitiful quiver.
"Can you... be a little gentler with me?"
No sooner had she spoken than Wang Jie himself was rooted to the spot in confusion. What did she mean by 'be a little gentler'?
Xiao Xiao extended her hand, inviting Mengmeng to sit across from her while Wang Jie served tea and water.
"I'm really sorry to make you come all this way again."
"If there's anything you want to talk about, you can lay it all out on the table now and have a good chat."
With her heart racing, Mengmeng looked at Wang Jie with some confusion, and then at her position seated opposite him.
