Lee Chun's POV
I wheeled Ji-a to my red Ferrari and I wanted to assist her from her wheelchair to the seat of my car...
But even me trying to help is a struggle, cause as soon as my hands came in contact with her body she started yelling and complaining for no reason at all.
“ Heyyyyy! Watch your hands big head, place your hands on my waist not ass, you dummy unless I will slap you so hard you will dance like an Indian man. "
She warned sternly.
I withdrew my hands away from her body, my hands were not even close to her ass but stomach.
This girl has a real problem, she is just finding any reason to hit me.
“ How do an Indian man dance like huh? "
I asked.
“ Place your hands inappropriately on my body again and you will find out first hard. "
She said and I scuffed.
“ Alright then, since you like to threaten me so, you are more than welcome to get in the car yourself if you can. "