Chapter 18 President Song is really casual; he doesn't choose who to kiss.

Sang Qian opened her mouth but couldn't utter a word.

First, he hung up his clothes with ambiguous movements, and now he spoke in equivocal terms, he was definitely doing it on purpose!

Repeatedly provoking her anger, she would stomp her feet in fury while he remained as calm as a breeze.

He was treating her like a monkey to amuse himself.

She wouldn't let him have his fun at her expense.

Sang Qian suppressed her anger and gave a teasing laugh, "I thought you were asking me to sleep with you."

Song Shijing looked slightly stunned, obviously not expecting that she would not only remain unangry but also speak so bluntly.

Seeing his dumbstruck expression, Sang Qian felt an immense sense of satisfaction. She sat down gracefully, staring straight at him, "I thought it over again, my husband is a vegetable, that's no good, but President Song is handsome and rich. Sleeping with you would always be a win for me. How about you become the man I use to relieve my loneliness from now on?"