Why does she want to beat him up? The Chairman secretly pondered. She shouldn't have such emotions; her body instinctively reminded her that her Heart Lake should be like the moon reflected in a well, clear and peaceful, without ripples.
But now, she had a growing urge to pin Qin Ming down and beat him viciously, like a wild weed, uncontrollable except for resolving her inner turmoil.
Tracing back eight thousand years... never seen such a madman!
This was why the Chairman couldn't restrain herself, feeling a strong impulse to grind Qin Ming under her feet.
Qin Ming seemed unaware, standing with his hands behind his back, his wide sleeves gathering the night breeze, appearing detached, transcending the world.
The more the Chairman looked, the angrier she became, unable to contain herself, her long hair like silver silk fluttering freely. Although her face still carried a hint of a smile, her body had already tensed.
She was ready to express her feelings directly!
