Xu Jiamu stopped in front of Song Xiangsi, then suddenly clutched her delicate chin. He lifted her face up high, looked right into her eyes, and asked, "You'll agree to anything?"
A burst of viciousness had overcome him.
This was the Xu Jiamu that Song Xiangsi had known for so many years. Seeing him like this for the first time in a long while left her trembling in fear. After much effort, she finally calmed herself down and gave him a light nod.
Xu Jiamu tightened his clutch on her chin, making her cry out in pain. He gazed straight at her. "If I ask you to spend three days and three nights? You promise?"
Song Xiangsi froze. Just as Xu Jiamu thought that she'd decline, he heard her crisp voice say, "I promise you."
Xu Jiamu's heart practically exploded in embarrassment and anger. He tightened his clutch on her chin, then all of a sudden loosened his grip and flung her aside. He brushed past and made his way out the door.
