"Now you're scared?"
He spoke with an extremely calm tone.
Song Yi let out a light scoff, "Scared?"
"Captain Tang, I wanted to tell you, whatever you want now, I won't give it to you."
"You don't meet my standards. Too small."
"And don't argue, I could feel it in the car."
Hearing this, Song Yi thought a man would have some emotional reaction.
Yet, the man in front of her remained unchanged, neither angry nor annoyed, and even let out a gentle laugh.
A low sound came from his chest, unexpectedly charming.
"How could you be sure with just two states?"
"Miss Song, if you're trying to retaliate for what I said to you earlier," he stood up from the sofa as he spoke, "It's really unnecessary."
Tang Si's peach blossom eyes locked precisely onto Song Yi's eyes, and somehow, she felt the collision of their gaze suddenly cooled the flirtatious atmosphere.
He continued, "Indeed those words might have been over the line for a girl."
