Luo Qiangwei listened more and more impatiently, her thoughts inadvertently drifting to the images of what they had done before, her entire face burning hot, "…Moh Shiche, get out of my way, stop being a rogue with me here!"
She pushed him away and tried to leave, only to be grabbed by the arm by the man. Moh Shiche clung to her shamelessly, blocking her path and simply not letting her go, "I won't move aside unless you first believe that I have not slept with any other woman."
"Fine, fine, fine, I believe you haven't been with anyone else, happy now?" Luo Qiangwei turned her face away, "Can I go now?"
"…"
Moh Shiche did not speak for a moment. Luo Qiangwei shoved him and hurriedly walked toward the exit, as if trying to escape from some fact or reality.
She had just reached the entrance when her wrist was grasped again. Without turning her head, she said irritation, "I've already said I believe you, what more do you want?"
