CEO Cheng's arms were tightly wrapped around Mi'er's legs; they were now engaged in a strategic standoff, with Mi'er gaining the small advantage.
For CEO Cheng, the most frustrating part was that he couldn't use his strength effectively.
Temir's leg strength was just so-so, and there was a considerable size difference between the two of them. If CEO Cheng could fully exert himself, it would be easy for him to break free.
But the raven-haired rich woman was clinging to him like an octopus right now.
The moment she applied force.
CEO Cheng felt numb all over.
"Chan, this thing can be reattached if it breaks, what are you afraid of?"
Temir teased him mockingly.
That's easy for you to say!
You've never experienced it—how would you know it wouldn't affect the performance?
What if reattaching it affects the performance?
"I locked the door last night, how did you get in?"
