This is a Misunderstanding!

"Miss Qian, whatever you're planning to do, I think we should discuss this more thoroughly. This is hardly proper behavior for a lady!" Feng Fan protested as Qian Xiaoli firmly dragged him along by the hand.

He tried again, his voice tinged with desperation. "How about I repay you those middle-grade qi stones with interest? We can do, uh, 2% a year! How does that sound?"

Qian Xiaoli didn't slow her pace. She glanced back at him with a playful smile that sent chills down his spine. "Do you think I'm short on money? Stop whining. You can't escape today."

Feng Fan quickly realized she was dragging him toward her room, and his mind spiraled into panic. 'Is she planning to molest me in her own room? Is this girl not afraid of what people will say?'

Before he could think of a way to escape, they reached her room. Qian Xiaoli opened the door with confident ease and ushered him inside.