"Harshly what?" Tang Si suddenly interrupted Song Yi, his face turning serious.
Song Yi pressed her lips together and watched as the man in front of her stood up, stepping closer to her with each move.
Actually, she herself didn't even know how extremely and dangerously she had acted just to get this man's attention.
She hadn't realized she had never behaved this way with other men; at this moment, all she could think about was bringing this obvious money tree back to the company.
Song Yi didn't know what he was going to do; she only felt that he seemed a bit terrifying.
He pressed her against the wall: "Kiss you?"
His tone carried menace, somewhat wild, somewhat cold.
He curled his lip corner, staring at her like a wolf: "Or fuck you?"
Song Yi was somewhat stunned; she didn't know that this man, who seemed lazy and indifferent, suddenly became so fierce, speaking so straightforwardly and frighteningly.
