It felt like a lightning bolt struck her; Tong Yan's rationality gradually returned as she recalled the recent scene, her whole body stiffened.
She couldn't believe that she, always so clever and witty, would do something so foolish.
This isn't her; it definitely isn't her.
Hmm, not her.
#Beep—Tong Xiaopang's IQ has run out, please recharge promptly#
Tong Yan grabbed the back of his hand, and just as she was about to fling it away, he reversed his grip and held her hand instead. His large hand enveloped hers, and though she tried to pull away, she couldn't break free.
Even now, Tong Yan wasn't the least bit worried.
She had no reason to believe that the man in front of her would harm her, unlike Qin Yikuo, who would sell her out for fame without hesitation.
So, she could mess with him recklessly without worrying about anything else.
