Song Xiwei felt a tightness in her throat, unable to catch her breath or swallow, and was in great discomfort.
But that brat Aoqian is so indifferent!
I feel like all my enthusiasm has been wasted.
Song Xiwei was so angry that she grabbed Aoqian's ear without holding back. The ear was immediately pinched until it turned red and deformed in her hand.
Aoqian winced in pain, glaring at her. "Song Xiwei! Let go! This is insubordination!"
"Insubordination? What insubordination? I did say I would be your subordinate, but did you pay me? Did I ever take any benefits from you?" Song Xiwei retorted coldly.
Aoqian was stunned.
Seemingly not expecting Song Xiwei to suddenly become so fierce, she even retorted by asking him if he had been paid for hiring her.
Aoqian's face turned bright red. "You offered to be my subordinate yourself..."
"So, free things have no human rights, free things deserve to be looked down upon, free things deserve to be taken for granted, is that right?" Song Xiwei gritted her teeth, and when she said the last two words, she tightened her grip.
Aoqian was in so much pain that his whole body was convulsing. He was both angry and in pain: "What's wrong with you!"
"Sigh, I deserve to be scolded by you for being free. Look at your attitude. I really don't get any good things from you!" Song Xiwei let go of Aoqian and lowered her eyes in a very dejected manner.
She suddenly became overcome with sadness, catching Aoqian off guard, leaving him standing there at a loss.
After a while, Ao Qian spoke up: "What exactly do you want?"
Song Xi sneered, "I'm just an unimportant subordinate, how dare I do anything! But you, didn't you complain that I interrupted your test? Go ahead, do whatever you want, I won't interfere anymore. You can be beaten to death however you want. By the way, if you want me to collect your body, the funeral expenses are separate. You can't pay on credit. After all, I've been giving you free services for so long, I can't keep losing money, can I?"
"Song Xiwei! You! When will you ever stop!" Aoqian hadn't even done anything to Song Xiwei yet, but he was so angry with her that he could hardly breathe.
Seeing that Aoqian was furious but didn't know how to retort and could only stammer with his face flushed, Song Xiwei suddenly felt incredibly relieved.
"You can't beat me in a fight, and you're no match for me in an argument either. Aoqian, Aoqian, why did you provoke me for no reason?" Song Xi shook his head with a smile. His words were casual but extremely insulting.
Aoqian's eyes were red, whether from anger or resentment, he looked pitiful and like a baby who hadn't been weaned yet, still so innocent and childlike.
For the first time, Song Xiwei felt that Aoqian actually had a childlike quality, which was quite real, vivid, and cute.
Song Xiwei couldn't resist touching him again. This time, she didn't use too much force, pinching Aoqian's cheek a few times on the left and kneading it a couple of times on the right, just like kneading dough. She played with Aoqian's cheeks with great affection.
After waiting blankly for Song Xiwei to finish playing, Aoqian reached out and covered his face, which was flushed red. His voice was weak and almost inaudible, with a hint of timidity: "You're not angry anymore?"
Song Xi glanced at him. "What about you? Are you still angry with me?"
Aoqian didn't speak, but his eyes were red and he looked aggrieved.
"What are you complaining about! You think you're right not to pay me?" Song Xiwei said, holding out her hand. "With my skills, how much do you think I should be paid?"
Ao Qian rolled his eyes at her speechlessly, "Are you serious?"
Song Xiwei rolled her eyes and retorted, "Why shouldn't I take it seriously? Free labor is destined to be unappreciated, so why should I give it away for free? Besides, you've been enjoying my free labor without a care in the world. Doesn't your conscience hurt?"
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