Qian Yong secretly surveyed their surroundings and quietly prepared to break through.
With their strength, concentrating their forces and breaking through would be no problem.
Shen Tang silently prepared to pull her sleeve back, but Qian Yong misunderstood and went from grabbing her sleeve to grabbing her arm.
She frowned. "Don't get handsy with me."
Even in a formal setting, one ought to maintain some decorum.
Qian Yong was so angry at her words that he nearly fell over. He glared at her with his great, round tiger eyes. "Shen Youli, what do you take this old man for?"
He had kindly warned her, and she'd answered with another nasty remark. Wasn't she afraid she'd be caught off guard one day? Qian Yong snorted inwardly, ready to stand by and watch—
You can't save someone who's bent on seeking death!
Shen Tang was nearly speechless. "Keep your distance."
Qian Yong said, "I never said I'd submit to you!"
Was she already putting on airs as his superior?
He hadn't put up with that when he was under Zhang Yongqing, either!
Shen Tang: "???"
They seemed to be talking on completely different wavelengths.
Shen Tang lowered her voice. "Though I'm not particular about the whole 'men and women shouldn't touch' business, you're a thirty- or forty-year-old old man, big and burly to boot. You're really not my type. You're too old, and your flesh is too tough. I prefer them young and tender..."
Her tastes were pretty consistent.
Liking beautiful muscles full of explosive power didn't mean she didn't care about physique. And one couldn't ignore the face attached to the neck, either. Qian Yong had been acting strangely lately, and she found it off-putting.
She was wondering whether to teach Qian Yong a lesson when Kang Shi and the others