"Zhou Qing! Go die!"
Li Qian was furious; she abruptly raised her hand and struck Zhou Qing's face.
Zhou Qing, quick as a flash, grabbed her wrist and pinned her down on the sofa, his eyes fierce. He spoke deliberately, "I don't hit women, but don't push my limits!"
"Can we talk?"
As Zhou Qing released the tight grip on her hand, Li Qian's mood gradually calmed down, her words tinged with earnestness.
Zhou Qing's face was mocking as he slowly said, "Talk about what?"
In fact, before coming here, Zhou Qing had made up his mind not to let Li Qian off easily, no matter what.
Now that he had caught Li Qian's criminal evidence, he must take this opportunity to bring her down.
Otherwise, once Li Qian gained power, the tables would turn.
He did not believe that Li Qian would forget everything that had happened in Mingyue Town.
With a thud, Li Qian knelt in front of Zhou Qing, her hand on his thigh, slowly crawling toward him.
