"Don't go too far!" Seeing Zhou Fei already in pain, gritting his teeth and sweating profusely, Song Xiaodong had not yet released his hand. Miao Qingqing spoke softly, noting that this was a social gathering, and if things went too far, it would be difficult to smooth things over.
Song Xiaodong smiled at Zhou Fei and said, "This brother is overly enthusiastic. Since he's so keen on shaking hands with me, how could I not hold on for a while longer?"
Zhou Fei cursed Song Xiaodong's ancestors in his mind, but apart from an initial moan, he remained stoic. He didn't want too many people to see him humiliating himself, as that would be too embarrassing.
He wanted to speak, but because of the pain, his teeth were clenched so tightly that he couldn't utter a single word.
Miao Qingqing tugged at Song Xiaodong, and her gaze already carried a hint of reproach. Song Xiaodong then finally released Zhou Fei's hand.
