"You..." Qian Sisi clenched her teeth, "You're drunk!"
Qian Sisi took two steps back, avoiding Sheng Jing's oppressive figure. She tried to walk around Sheng Jing, only to find her wrist seized by him. He dragged her behind some plants near the restroom, one hand covering her mouth that sought to call for help, another pressing down on her arms to cease her struggling.
"I haven't finished talking yet!" Sheng Jing glared fiercely at Qian Sisi, "Women like you, I've seen plenty. Pretending to be pure, but in bed, you're even wilder than prostitutes!"
As Sheng Jing's words grew more and more offensive, and his behavior more presumptuous and rude, Qian Sisi angrily struggled, but she could hardly overcome the brute force with which the man overpowered her.
Looking into Qian Sisi's angry eyes, Sheng Jing said smugly, "What's so good about Bai Cheng'an? Is it because he's well-endowed? Or because he's willing to spend money on you?"
