The man immediately grew anxious upon hearing this, "Hey, how are you talking to me? Don't forget, you're in my hands right now! If you dare to be arrogant again, I might have to..."
Song Yan interrupted him calmly, "Might have to what?"
"..."
"Are you going to teach me a lesson? Will you give me a good beating?" Song Yan raised an eyebrow and began to walk slowly towards the man.
Sitting in the dark, the man seemed a bit nervous, lowering his head and fidgeting restlessly.
Especially as Song Yan approached, he scratched at the leather sofa and fixed his eyes on her as if he were ready to bolt at any moment.
Just as she was about to reach him, the man couldn't hold back any longer. He sprang up from the sofa, just about to dart away, when in the nick of time, he was pushed back down onto the sofa!
The man, who had just been playing the role of a gang leader, now wailed, "Ow, ow... easy there!"