In the cramped restroom, the man's face was a patchwork of green and red, his lips tightly clenched. But despite his efforts, a pained, bass voice kept leaking out from the corners of his mouth.
This woman seems mad, targeting the man's most vulnerable spots without hesitation!
At this moment, his fingers were still clasped tightly in Tang Wan's grip. With just a little more force, it seemed she could snap his fingers. He was in pain but dared not move recklessly.
"Tang Wan!"
He grit his teeth with insufficient breath and no deterrent power.
"Just like the words you just said," he whispered, "don't shout, don't scream, lest the Xie Family rushes in. Wouldn't that be difficult for you to explain?"
"Go fetch a stool while I wash my hands. It's obvious who took the initiative, even a fool could see."
"Do you need me to call them now?"
