What Can You Do to Me?

"…I'm not as weak as you think."

The woman's voice was as soft as ever, but it sounded stubborn and determined.

Ji Shiting was silent for a bit, then he grabbed her wrist and said, "Let go first."

Ye Shengge put her arms down.

Ji Shiting turned around and saw her stepping on the ground. He frowned and carried her back to the bed.

"It's good that you're so sharp in other things," he said.

"That means you've found something." She wrapped her arms around his waist and looked up at him. "Shiting, I want to know."

The man put a hand in her hair and clenched his jaw.

"Yes, I did find out something," he admitted in the end. However, he added, "But I won't tell you."

The anticipation in Ye Shengge's eyes disappeared. She puffed her cheeks and said, "Since it's about me, I have the right to know."

"Mm." The man shot her a glance. "What can you do to me if I don't say it?"

Ye Shengge was lost for words.