"..."
Before Song Xiwei could recover, she was already pinned against the wall by Ao Qian, whose hand began to grope her belt again...
Song Xiwei jolted awake, realizing what he meant, and quickly reached out to stop him, "Don't do this, can't you at least show me some respect?"
“I’ve always respected you. You were the one who said you needed to consider it. I haven’t been pressuring you. I’m just distracted right now. Don’t worry, you can think about it, and I’ll focus on mine. We won’t bother each other.”
Aoqian's words almost made Song Xiwei vomit blood.
"I'm scared of you! Get away from me, I can't breathe!"
Upon hearing this, Aoqian's eyes flashed with grievance, "Have you thought it through?"
"Didn't you say you wouldn't rush me?" Song Xiwei said speechlessly.
"But you won't let me get distracted like this. I'm really feeling suffocated. You can't just not let me do anything. That's not fair to me." Ao Qian stared intently at Song Xiwei, as if he wanted to roast her with the heat in his eyes.
Song Xiwei's mind was in turmoil, but she was even more afraid of Aoqian pressing her against the wall without saying a word. She could see what the longing in Aoqian's eyes meant.
That's why Song Xiwei knew that she couldn't afford to provoke Aoqian at this time.
"I've thought it through. Let me go first, give me some space, and we can talk this out properly. Don't get physical," Song Xiwei said.
When Aoqian heard that she had finally made up her mind, his expression suddenly became tense as he stared at her. "Go ahead and say it."
"You step back a zhang (approximately 3.3 meters) first." Being encircled like this by Aoqian, Song Xiwei felt a great sense of oppression.
Upon hearing this, Aoqian did not immediately obey. Instead, he stared into her eyes and said, "I can step back ten feet, but I must tell you that I only listen to the person I love unconditionally. If your answer is not what I want, then I have no reason to listen to you and step back ten feet. So, you should tell me your answer first."
Song Xiwei felt a headache coming on.
Aoqian's cunning and shrewdness are now being used on her.
"You said you wouldn't rush me, and then you forced me to compromise in that way. Now you're bargaining with me. How can I consider being with you when you're scheming like this? Isn't true love just pure mutual affection? Is this kind of scheming and maneuvering really love?" Song Xiwei stared at Aoqian with resentment, feeling very uncomfortable.
Seeing Song Xiwei's reaction, Aoqian was really afraid that he had gone too far, but since they had already gone this far, he felt that without some drastic measures, he wouldn't be able to make Song Xiwei truly consider what he had said.
“I can step back ten feet,” he said, and did so.
Seeing Ao Qian retreat to a distance of ten feet, Song Xiwei felt that the oppressive feeling around her was finally not so strong.
"I've thought it over. I really can't give you the kind of affection you want." Song Xiwei's answer remained unchanged.
“If you’re not willing to let me be your subordinate, then I can only say that this is the end of our relationship.” Song Xiwei’s expression was not joking.
All the expectation on Aoqian's face and the light in his eyes dimmed.
“I’m not surprised at all by this answer. It’s good. You’re a person of principle. At least you didn’t deceive me and you really thought it through.” Ao Qian’s tone sounded a bit somber, but he quickly composed himself and even managed to force a smile at Song Xiwei.
"From now on, you can continue to be my good subordinate," Ao Qian said.
Song Xiwei: "???"
Does this make sense?
Has Aoqian finally given up?
Just now, Aoqian was pushing me so hard, why is he suddenly so easy to talk to now? Could there be a trap?
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