Ding Jian originally didn't want to cause trouble, but upon hearing that Sang Qian was skilled in bed and had slept with quite a few men, he was somewhat tempted. Since she was not a virtuous woman, playing around would not be too bad. He made a meaningful glance at his subordinate.
His subordinate immediately understood, tossed his cigarette, and, laughing, rubbed his hands together, "Brother Ding, after you're done, can you let us have a go? We also want to experience what a woman skilled in bed is like."
Ding Jian laughed and kicked his subordinate, "Scoundrel."
The subordinate knew Ding Jian had agreed and immediately walked towards Sang Qian chuckling.
Naturally, Sang Qian had heard Jiang Yiran and those men talking. As a man approached her, she sharply opened her eyes, her gaze cold and clear, "Try touching me and see."
"Oh, a fiery one," the man's interest grew stronger and he stretched out his hand to touch Sang Qian's face.
