"Baby, come and have a drink. Sit down and we can talk slowly." Wang Xiaoqiang gestured for Asou Sakurako to sit at the round table on the balcony.
Asou Sakurako dared not refuse and took a seat. Once seated, she sized up the man before her, her emotions complicated...
"Come on, cheers," Wang Xiaoqiang poured a glass of red wine and handed it to Asou Sakurako, then raised his glass to clink with hers.
"Can you let me go?" Asou Sakurako didn't touch her glass, her gaze fixed straight on Wang Xiaoqiang.
"Of course not," Wang Xiaoqiang said. "You are already my woman, and I won't allow my woman to have relations with other men."
"In fact, what's the difference between being with me and marrying that descendant of the Japanese Imperial Family? Do you like that Imperial descendant?"
Asou Sakurako shook her head. "It's for the sake of the family's interests."
