"You still haven't answered my question."
Jiang Xiaobai tilted Xiaoqian's chin, looking at her with drunken, misty eyes.
"Ans...answered what question?" Xiaoqian stammered, deliberately pretending not to know.
"You know it without asking," Jiang Xiaobai said.
"You...you said it in front of Boss Wang last time." Xiaoqian's voice was as low as a mosquito.
Jiang Xiaobai said, "I drank a lot that day, I forgot what I said."
"You're awful! You did it on purpose!"
Xiaoqian pushed Jiang Xiaobai hard, but still couldn't push him away.
With a little force, Jiang Xiaobai had already lifted Xiaoqian by the waist. Xiaoqian exclaimed, pounding Jiang Xiaobai's shoulder with all her strength.
"Bastard, what are you doing?"
Jiang Xiaobai said nothing, as if possessed, he carried Xiaoqian into the bedroom, threw her onto the bed, and pressed down heavily.
At this moment, suddenly a flash of lightning streaked outside, followed by a huge thunderclap that shook the glass in the windows.
