After nightfall, inside one of Jiang Che's private villas.
The main lights in the living room were turned off, leaving only a few floor lamps in the corners emitting a dull, yellow glow.
Enduring for a long time, Jiang Che suddenly reached out and yanked the woman's hair, his gaunt cheeks twitching.
"The most professional princess in the world, is this all you've got? I'll give you five more minutes, if you can't do it, get lost—"
The ferocity in his demeanor slightly scared the woman, who then exerted all her skills, but he still did not respond in the slightest.
"Young Master Jiang, you..." The woman bit her lip in time.
She dared not say more, but her movements became inevitably half-hearted, her mind drifting elsewhere.
Glancing quickly, she stealthily eyed Jiang Che's two legs.
Maintaining the same sitting posture for half an hour without moving, didn't his muscles ache?
"Slap!" Jiang Che noticed the woman's actions and immediately rewarded her with a slap to the face.