"As usual, have a drink with me. When I'm happy, I'll return it to you!" I'll give you time to think about it. He gripped the bracelet in his hand so hard that he looked as if he were about to crush Xia Xiaowei.
"Boss Zhao …"
The man smiled and waved his hand without a word. Then, he turned around and walked into the room. The woman's soft voice sounded from behind him.
"Can you return it to me? I beg of you. "
"Didn't I say to give you time to think about it? "What's there to be afraid of?" Zhao Peng stood beside the door with his hands in his pockets. He coldly asked, "Or do you not need time?"
"I... "Me," Xia Xiaoling stammered, not knowing how to answer. After all, she was just a woman.
"Then it means that I don't want to!" The man lifted his lips and strode towards the woman, "I, Zhao Peng, will never force a woman. Since you don't want to, then leave!"