Ji Qishu spoke without blinking, "You kicked me and it hurt. I want you to massage it."
Those words were really quite... well, you know.
If it were anyone else, Ji Qishu surely wouldn't say something so shameless, but the thought of Yang Daiqing almost moving into her home filled Ji Qishu with a nameless rage that he couldn't vent out. Tracing it back to the source, of course, he had to take it out on her.
Chang Qinghua almost picked up the documents from the table to throw at Ji Qishu's handsome face.
Ji Qishu added another sentence, "Otherwise, I definitely won't let Yang Daiqing off."
